There’s a vacancy in my heart. An empty space of unheard feelings. If one listens to my heartbeat, Will find loneliness, unheard and injured by words. There’s a vacancy, For those who wish to reconnect with the thoughts. Restart the button of life and giving a chance to breathe. But then a thought comes, Put a sign of no vacancy. As the art of understanding and connecting with each other is rare to find. It’s better to keep thoughts behind my smile before getting injured again.
Sadje Challenge – What do you see #123
Such is love, mostly leaves you with a pang in your heart
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So true and thank you 😊
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My absolute pleasure
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A beautiful poem Tanvir. Exposing our inner most thoughts and feelings to others comes with the risk of getting hurt. Thanks for joining in
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Thank you Sadje and my pleasure 😇
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🙏🏼
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Ah, once bitten, twice shy!
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\Love this Tanvir, well done.
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Thank you
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Beautiful. It may be rare, that beautiful art of understanding and connecting, but think of that other heart that is beating and searching… I hope they find one another.
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Agree and yes may the compatible people find their right connection.
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delightful Tanvir, seems to carry far more meaning than we read
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Thank you for sharing your thoughts and understanding the depth
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You’re very welcome!
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Beautiful. Loved it.
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Thank you
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Welcome, dear.
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Fantastic poem and there is a vacancy in each and everyone. Too good poem, Tanvir.
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Thank you Kamal
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You are always welcome dear Tanvir 🙏🏻🙏🏻😊😊😊
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so sadly true, you are good at these prompts!
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Oh that you so much for encouraging.
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my pleasure, you have talent!
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Love hurts. Sometimes. 😦
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Yes the most delicate things does hurt
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Yes. Hope it’s better now.
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A lovely poem.
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Thank you
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So very true. I believe we all need to read this.
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Thank you 😊
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You’re welcome😊
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What to say
What not to say
As we grow such vacancies are created mostly by others.
So its good ignore them.
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Agree sir thank you
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A good poem conveying a beautiful message 😊
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Thank you
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Feelings expressed in beautiful words! Lovely poem.
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Thank you 😊
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Beautiful poem Tanvir.
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Thank you
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My pleasure.
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Nice post
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