You. The Morning Angel the maiden wept in the silence, guarded by the darkest of shadows. Rivulets of tears dripped on the stone below. Years passed by, but her anguish never ceased. To the salt of her tears took a definite form. The sharpest dagger emerged from her sorrows. Bemused, she picked up the strange object. Something destructive was born from her pain. With this she could annihilate her tormentors. She took the dagger and stabbed her self
Himanshi Thakur
@GreyMatter · 2:18
Or even if you do, something in your core will change and eventually perhaps you will become that kind of person. So I think it's important to recognize what has gone wrong with you, why it has gone wrong with you and how can you heal yourself. So, yeah, thank you. Thank you for the poem, for such a deep poem. I'd rather said I understand why the angel stabbed herself. And it was so raw, yet so pure and so deep
So thank you so much for taking your time and letting us know all these lines. And I really felt the moment I was listening to this, well, there was a kind of soothering in my heart, and there were a lot of thoughts that were rolling out in my mind, and I was thinking, what if? So what if this, what if that happens? So lots and lots of internal thoughts were going on in my mind
That there was a point in my life where I had to decide that I either become the person very much like the person who is destroying me or I put an end to it. So this reflects that rather than becoming the very image of my that's it very image of my tormentor, I decide that, no, I'm going to end the cycle. And so I reflected it in a very melancholic way