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The Art of Grieving Quotes
The Art of Grieving: Poetry for the soul
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Sanhita Baruah25 ratings, 3.96 average rating, 6 reviews
The Art of Grieving Quotes
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“I'd rather be not the light in your life
The bright day might make me obscure
I'd rather be the cold darkness
For it remains, unseen, uncertain and unsure”
― The Farewell and other poems
The bright day might make me obscure
I'd rather be the cold darkness
For it remains, unseen, uncertain and unsure”
― The Farewell and other poems
“She awaits the rain like a writer embraces metaphors,
A drizzle isn't for the child who dances in the storm.
Of rain that washes away the petrichor it brings,
A downpour of a hail of bullets, and she calls it spring.”
― The Farewell and other poems
A drizzle isn't for the child who dances in the storm.
Of rain that washes away the petrichor it brings,
A downpour of a hail of bullets, and she calls it spring.”
― The Farewell and other poems
“I've heard you say so many a time
That I know just the right words to say, just the right lines to rhyme...
Today it's been 7 years since we last met
I have learnt to say just the wrong words, just the lines you hate....”
― The Farewell and other poems
That I know just the right words to say, just the right lines to rhyme...
Today it's been 7 years since we last met
I have learnt to say just the wrong words, just the lines you hate....”
― The Farewell and other poems
“You write poems with your fingertips
And I keep listening to the songs written on my skin
By some distant dream, similar words
But the verses never meet...”
― The Farewell and other poems
And I keep listening to the songs written on my skin
By some distant dream, similar words
But the verses never meet...”
― The Farewell and other poems
