A raw exploration of silent endurance, by Kamrun, for Different Truths, where the heavy burden of longing meets the resilient strength of a self-respecting soul.
You hurt me a lot, but I am still silent…
Having no word to explain it yet
How much I love or hate;
There is a clash between them.
My blood or living flesh…
Know how tough it is to accept.
I know myself, my worth, my dignity.
So couldn’t ever maybe express that even
Couldn't even blame you ever
Because you are also a shadow of near.
Couldn’t even have any words to persuade
Which can console or can be considerate
of this promiscuous noetic health.
I think you are mine…
But how much wrong or how much right
I don't even have any idea yet.
Love may be a word like "a shining star"
That may give you a vibe
or an invisible whim
A dramatic or traumatic dream
But melodious like chirping birds.
So enjoy every moment of birth…
The most precious feelings of this dust
Live life full of fun, with full of love.
Be smiling and take a deep breath…
Be yourself and be your own destiny
And try to believe it wholeheartedly
and say to myself...
For God's sake, let me love;
And help me to be a pure heart.
Picture design by Anumita Roy





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