An endless journey my broken soul hits healing, it whispers to me underneath dying stars under the moonlight, I'm alive underneath these quoting flares under the sunlight, I'm alive a plant full of dry flowers in my garden a bouquet full of black roses on my shelf. The ink of destiny that was chosen for me was instead chosen for you. Was it really chosen for you, for me? Or for someone else? A destiny planned in this world or another?
Maynaaz khan
@MenzyDiva · 0:22
Hey, that's really nice. You really have a good bass in your voice. I think you can use it in a better way. I really liked your words, by the way. I'm a newbie, so just putting my first comment. Get. Keep doing. Bye
Your party is nice and I feel that you have a very beautiful voice. I mean, you have a voice that is so deep cutting. And one suggestion I want to give it that you can bring more emotion to that voice, which which will add more value to the way you reside the poetry, and not just to the words of the poetry. We will be able to connect more to the emotions of the poetry. So that's it from my side