a poem for one-side desire. — half of the time when she scrolled her phone during the day and the night she went to you she saw you and was happy with it but then she knows it won’t go for long Because he doesn’t know that she loves him. she is aware but he is unaware it…

I wish life was a movie the rom-com one… when the actress would be struggling with so not rich life but good at what she does she doesn’t care how she looks Throwing out the trash-looking mess but appears as a diva For the club. not drinking much Cause the next…

As November sweeps in silence, the chaos of checking the completed list and resolution that we made for the year 2023 is hanging and asking us to check it once. Honestly, I am scared to check it. Everyone is trying to work out and fix everything by the end of…

I am an overthinker I have managed to made the whole road inside my head of yours to come to me I have already known the gestures of your eyes made, the next turn the lie you made one day at a time if I want to take how you fake…

A little bit of me is hidden somewhere now I live there some days where I don’t fight I don’t compete I feel contained I don’t seek I don’t look I feel assured It may be late The age clock is ticking I am scared. I live there some days Happy…

Building the simple CRUD application using ReactJS and Firebase Building frontend is so fun, you can structure the design of a web app in the way you want, with a little bit of animation from left and right. The carousels scrolling and whatnot. But if we want to build something that has full functionality. What should we do? Well…

I have seen the pain in her eyes today she wasn’t crying but her eyes are telling a different story. the helpless she is looking she wants to tell you she wants to know you but she knows you are trying to know someone else. but this unbound, unwritten, uncommitted…

You know the worst thing I did in my life was asking people to love me back. To stay to believe me, over a stranger telling them, I never loved the way I loved them. cause in the end, nothing mattered they didn’t love me they left they never trusted and…

I wanted to write if I remember this is what I wanted When I was in 6th grade but never knew how to took out an old diary that my papa used to get by the representative Of the meds started semi journaling school study friends and crush sometimes some schools fights badminton…