Forever Sonnets (Poetry Blog)

A jailed bird  Each night is for Me, a stress and strain  And each day, is like a tempest, please!  Write my story in a poem or  Prose,  Or in haiku, but anyway, write it's thought. Provoking, a harmful psych-emotional assault,  A  disdain, that over years; I do sustain. Should I' shun My holy faith? to displease?  My Lord, the inventer of unseens who knows-- Things at My home; though-a bit off,  'Talk in low tune ' My hearld, there are Owls,  Left to right, more racist, last night,  They threw hungry rats on my roommate-- And bats in My cell, to make me terricfic sick,  My hips and ribs, have burns of cigrattes,  Hurted my elbow, then wrecked my eyeglass,  By hit and kics, they hooked Me into dire fate-- Wait for a while and behold:   'food-stuffs-expiry-date'  I don't like to tell you more,  My harric scene,  That would probably demoralise you,  My host, I pray! you'll never see this di...

It is something that hurts inside when somebody interprets the definition of depression, I can't say you are offences, those people are talking bluff, who knows you might be virtue but little back you should not be the victim of others one day or another. Depression isn't a complication it is a disease. It can be cured and sometimes it cannot. The disease has no age, anyone who is emotional will acquire that disease. But you should remember that it is not a sexual disease. If it was a sexual disease do you think the six years old child will be having sexual desire???  The sixty years old woman will be having sexual desire??  People gossip about depression saying, " Ohh that disease can be rehabilite if he or she obtain marriage". These things are happening more to girls and getting victims. I have some questions to those who think getting married will cure the disease. Will you able to let your daughter who is of six years old marry a man who is of twenty eight years ...