Ashfia Parvin ✓
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I'm here 🤗to explore others😍 and sharing my experiences through poems and stories.🤩 My biggest award is writing poems and stories and sharing with you all and I don't need anything. I just love to write poems and stories. And thank you so much to the storymirror because of storymirror, I can share my poems and stories with you all. And thank you so much for giving your precious time and reading my poems and stories. Through poem and stories, I share my feelings with you all. I'm grateful to you all.Thank you for reading my poems and stories. I hope you all loved it. once again Thank you to all. Thank you!!! 🙏🙏🙏 Thank you ☺️ for your precious time to read this bio😊😊😊
- LOVEAshfia Parvin · 1 min read · 20 readsLove is my craving to save my precious time only for you. Kissing you passionately is lAbstract

- 𝓘 𝓛𝓞𝓥𝓔 𝓨𝓞𝓤Ashfia Parvin · 1 min read · 39 readsIt's very hard to express my love for youAbstract

- Stay SingleAshfia Parvin · 1 min read · 241 readsStay single, Until you have learned to love yourself.Inspirational

- Congratulations!Ashfia Parvin · 1 min read · 147 readsCongratulations! If you're failed because, at least, you are trying.Tragedy

- PhobiaAshfia Parvin · 1 min read · 172 readsDo my parents understand me or do I understand my parents?Children Stories

- ExamAshfia Parvin · 1 min read · 183 readsThank you, for your precious time reading this poem.Children Stories

- When I loseAshfia Parvin · 1 min read · 109 readsWhen people lefts me, I found myself When people lefts me, I discover myselfAbstract

- Temporary and PermanentAshfia Parvin · 1 min read · 279 readsDid you ever ask yourself, what are the things that are temporary and what are the things that are permanent?Abstract

- Me vs MeAshfia Parvin · 1 min read · 231 readsI want to try new things but also I stopped myself I don't blame anyone in my life because I know I'm the problem and I'm the solution.Abstract

- 2022Ashfia Parvin · 1 min read · 210 readsThe year that passed like a blowing wind Time passed like a clock of sandAbstract

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