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But All She Knows

Dec 19, 2023
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Updated: Jul 28, 2025

By Yasmin Parveen


Her soul is full of cracks


Did she ever heard them break?


Her eyes tell a thousand stories,


There’s so much depth, it can drive you insane.


She is an entire Ocean of emotion


And yet to be felt.


 


Does she feels it enough to disintegrate ?


Her smile seems as if 


She’s holding a galaxy of secrets with 


Those beautiful pair of lips.


The curves of Her lips, hiding pain like how sky hide stars in the day-light.


Does she keeps that smile on to hide Her pain?



Her heart is kind 


Her soul is fine


Does she never breaks?


Her glistening eyes hides an entire Universe’s pain.



Did someone ever asked Her 


If she is okay?


 

Her weeps are silent but the inner war is violent.


Is she that brave?


 


Her breath never shakes 


She has become a fake.


 


Her memories haunt


And imagination tortures.


 


Does it ever hit Her


How brutal she’s with herself?


 




Her mind draws Her into the pool of endless thoughts.


And Her heart convinces Her


“You ain’t broken yet.”


 


Does the hurricane of emotion complicates Her enough to break the walls and let the pearls from Her eyes flow.


 


She’s been brave but she needs to be saved!


 


Her soul cries every single second and in an heartbeat she escapes the vain.


 


Does it ever drives Her insane,


For how brutally she’s brave!?


 


“ But All she Knows


There isn’t enough of hope to be craved “.


By Yasmin Parveen





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