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I am hardly ever able
to sort through my memories
and come away whole
or untroubled.
It is difficult
to sift through the stones,
the weighty moments and know
which is rare gem,
which raw coal,
which worthless shale or slate.
So, one by one,
I drag them across the page
and when one cuts into the white,
leaves a trail of blood,
no matter how narrow the stream,
then I know
I’ve found the real thing,
the diamond,
one of the priceless gems
my pain produced.
“There! There,” I say,
“is a memory worth keeping.”
A poetic letter of love,
Nobody in this world is unknown of love,
Each and everyone has a secret love story,
These poems are the thoughts on untold love in the form of letter poems.....
what happens when three highschoolers meet the kings of mafias? three of them are pregnant and get kicked out of their house , the cruel mafias save them , the get close and fall in love ,but does the other mafias like them too? will they be separated? or will destiny bring them together? will the highschoolers be mafias too? are their family mafias too?