How sweet will it be
To feel the pain once and never again
For a while she had thought of it
But finally the courage she gained
While it is feared by many
Few seek refuge in it
Not to say that her options weren’t plenty
But death she found to be more appealing
Tasting the waters was out of question
To swim the whole ocean she was finally willing
Friday 13th of August
She was no longer among us
Why on top of whys
But her lips were permanently sealed the one to answer
Cry over cries till tears dried
So Shocked and surprised
Maybe that’s an understatement
She could never do such a thing
Clearly they were mistaken
Only Nineteen years of age
What might have pushed her to the edge
So as to think that was the only way
Was she running that late
For she didn’t say goodbye to anyone
If only she could come back and give her last words
What difference would it make then
But she did come back anyway
Not in person but as a letter she wrote
Before she decided her curtains to close
“To whom ever it may concern
I know few or maybe none
I pictured I would have a lot to write
But now quite the reverse
Not a goodbye note
Not at all
For what’s so good about this bye after all
The same people who led me this way all along
You handed me the directions made sure I didn’t get lost
Thank you all for am seconds away from home
What took me this long
I sure wish the answer was I don’t know
But sadly I do and it was you
Yes you all of you
The thought of one day it may hit you
That I am a human too
That I deserves more than what I was requesting
Giving me names which came in plenty
Freak Nerd retard Moron and Crazy
Was just but a few of what you planned for me on a daily basis
What did I do to deserve all the ‘blessings’
To be the one on everyone’s mouth
I didn’t know it was a crime to be the odd one out
I know am different but we all are
You don’t know how much I would give
Just to have one of you look at me twice
And maybe smile
It’s useless to think my writing you’ll read while my words weren’t enough
I’ll stop here before it’s too much
With all said and done
No one cares after that
Not ready yet but home here I come”
And true to her words no one did care
Or maybe they did but it was too late
Too late to tell her otherwise
Too late for she’s now on the other side
Good memories to cherish they lacked
For it was like looking for a black stone in the dark
New moon after the other her name still on the streets
Stories were told about her as if she was a myth
Her face they painted all over the streets walls
As if she was some freedom hero
It’s was almost impossible for a day to end without someone mentioning her name
But nothing lasts forever and in this case it was the same
After a few years her name was forgotten
The paintings on the walls faded
The stories remained untold
She was no more and life goes on
The guilt in their heart long gone
Only if she had stayed and tell her story herself
Hope she’s in a better place
For if not what a waste
She had a whole tomorrow waiting for her ahead
Contented with life was she that she decided to go that day
All I want to know is was it all worth it
To feel the pain once and never again
~Dido
I looooooove it😍😍
carefully picked words..damn,!good job
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noma msee.. keep it up inspire us
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Nice one dido,
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Niiiiiice 👏..Much respect bro 👊
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Iko sawa Bro.
Nakukubali siku zote.
Uko juu.
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Iko sawa Bro.
Nakukubali siku zote.
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Bro……You got talent in you✊…. Your going places my man👑
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Nice one Dido
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This is so good Ahmed, I literally cried, you’ve got great talent.
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Bro 🔥 moroo sana
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Brathe this is really good
Wagwan fam👏🔥
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Its so sweet and awesome😆
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True Poet Iko poa sana Ahmed
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good choice of word, the context is so overwhelming. keep it up
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This one.. Should be on the papers… U speak.. For the bullied in the society.. #its time we stand up for the weak..the answer is not always suicide. Nice one bro
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just perfect great choice of words amazing story rather explicit but in summary form bravo keep up
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Great
Rank you
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This should he edited in the news paper.. lets say no to cyber bulling, emotional torture, discrimination and so forth the list is endless..
Well done bro🤗🤗 keep it up
U know ur sister here gat you
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100/10
you nailed it on this one….
uko tu chonjoo very chonjo
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I cried literally….. Awesome piece … You are truly talented… The sky is the limit do me proud my love!!!
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Dido!!!!
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This is very legit stuff…it’s very well put out and you really have a great way with your words.
Really like your work.
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You want a great poet:Dido😀
Say no more:
Didoo!!!!!
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Piece noma sana bro
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Fantastic piece Dido..kudos bro👊😎
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Wonderful Poem
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I really loved it.. Those words…Those lines… so yes here comes your new follower 🙂
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Thank you very much
I really appreciate that
Just from reading “To a distant friend” that’s a wonderful piece with the emotions fully delivered 🙌🙌🙌
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you sure know how to paint the colours of the heart with your words, so beautiful yet so painful. Awesome piece.
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Am humbled by your comments
I really appreciate you taking your time to read my work
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Heartbreaking. Thanks for sharing that message.
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You’re welcome just appreciating creativity.
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I don’t know how you did it, but your choice of words and its relativity is AWESOME in all ways.
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humbled thank you very much
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I got chills while reading thisssss. Beautifully written 🌺
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Shukran…. I’m glad you like it
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A great read! Loved the last stanza!
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Thank you for taking your time to read my work
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My pleasure!
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