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I am
an empty broken glass
and you
a seductive bottle
of sparkling champagne.

I am
a barrel of gunpowder
and you
a raging Phoenix
soaring in flames.

If we ever meet,
there will be chaos
for the rest of our lives.

I am
autumn's withering tree
and you
a celestial violin
playing a springtime melody.

I am
a wandering reciter
of tales and philosophies
and you
an unheard story.

If we ever meet,
there will be chaos
for the rest of our lives.

I am
a flickering flame
and you
the melting wax.

I am
a worn-out nickel
and you
the fountain of luck.

If we ever meet,
there will be chaos
for the rest of our lives.

#review
The night was long and peaceful. The sea of thoughts was calm, in sync with the surrounding.
Strong breeze brought the traffic to halt,
making people angry on mother earth.
Mother replied, ‘thee enjoyed breeze earlier’ but now the same breeze is no more beautiful:
Sons of mother have grown old now
they like the feeling not the thing, only the comfort not the beauty.

But, it was all calm in a distant corner. Years of strong gale gave in for calmness. Turbulence made
its way for peace.
Mother showered it on other sons in the form of breeze. Mother is gentle, she knew gale won’t be
tolerated, little she knew that son has grown old now. He lives by his own terms.

The night in this corner is different. No more questions, no more observations. Observatory has
given its way to the art gallery. An art gallery destined to be void of visitors:
Sons of mother have grown old now

Old is good, old is experienced. A wrinkle is a beauty of highest class. But the epitome comes with
a price. The price of purity and innocence
#review #everyone
Oh light... give me some darkness

I need to hide my tears,
I want to escape from the truth,
the world is of hypocrites,
full of colors,
just like you... oh light !

You brought the love into this world,
with the heart of hate,
you brought the pain,
please give some darkness,
to lose the sight of this world,
to relieve the plight of my heart,

Oh light ! give me some darkness...

to dream the blossom of flowers,
to feel the freedom of birds,
to listen the song of peace,

give me some darkness.. oh light !

#poetry #review #KM #everyone
Throw me into
The oblivion sea.

Borrow my heart,
Until it stops stinging.

Keep it,
Freeze it,
Take it.

Until this old
Blood regains
Its youth.

Borrow my heart,

And throw me
Into the depth
Of the oblivion sea.


#review #everyone #Noob #poetry
Dark Side

Welcome to the dark side,
it's been a while someone have visited or had a ride. Ohh wait, you can feel blowing while travel across.
It is full of wonders and flows.
I hope, you wouldn't mind if It will take long enough time.
Will Everything be the same or it is just a matter of my slothy mind..

#review #literals
As the sight strikes
the vastness of the world
the eyes look confused.

Helplessness falls in
when it can't see
through those with mask.

The lost then increases
as ears get struck by calls
forcing the mind to invite
bedlam as an associate

What should he do
-being brought by Birth,
before being called back-
to fulfill why he was here?

Should he listen
to words by Islam
he'd find them clear
and also true.

If he choosess him as guide,
he'd feel at ease, ready
to return anytime.


#Review
#everyone
#poetry
Whenever this morning's wind touches me

i feeling like u send me a message via
this wind

I keep running till today
That you will get behind the feelings
Sitting behind eye-catching colors

Know how the rising pain you have sent to my name

Whenever this morning's wind touches me
im feeling like u semd1 me a messege via wind

#ambarsariya

#review
Magical pain

It was magic when I first met you.
Your smile had a enchanted pain.
Color is very beautiful just like
Hazel touch an unexplained miracle.
When I see his Eye's
Is a pearl in ocean
Stole my heart,
His Eye's made me glow!
Interpreted a beautiful
Hope to me that,
I began dreaming to dwell
In them forever!
Are so intense that
I don't get to lie that,
I don't love him.
Yes I did this,
Unknowingly I do it.
But when this magic over,
It's turned into magical pain.
I saw a pebble flowing,
Through the silver river of tears,
Hopelessly, searching for its bank.
Have there own persona,
The one that reflects the soul,
And the hidden dark mysteries.

#sima
#review
A review should not be like 'How it should be ?' but it should be like 'what is the essence ?'

#quote #review #everyone
"Don't see what you have done.
See what is remaining!"

#review #quote
A life i thought i had,
A thought it was all.



#review
The night is so beautiful

With harmonic breeze
mother nature
kissing on my forehead,

The sky
with a crescent moon
exchanging a fluorescent smile,

The trees are waving their hands,
with the flowers smiling
enthusiastically
making my apathy to sleep

With pure black
no illusion
no chaos
the night is so beautiful
with just me and my mother nature

#poetry #KM #review #everyone
Used, Abused and disabused.

That's the story of the African. We were and still being used. Our labour used, our bodies abused and our minds disabused. We have been strained and drained of our strength and capacity to train our minds from this abuse.

We were broken, Our spirits taken and our abilities lacking. Our brains are chained, very constrained and incapable to retain all that were taught us by the spirits of our departed forbearers.

We are a people of no dream. Our future is dim. We are deemed to be a people of no light and always in the dark night. A night full of hallow and sorrow. Our foresight curtailed, restrained to what he said. He being God who we dog around as our Lord.

They have no right to teach us how to dance to our drums. The drums, the dance put us into a trance that empower us to dream what will make us live.

We will redeem our Lost Pride and Ride the Firing Lion to victory.

#Wordplay #Poem #Review
Welcome to the dark side,
it is been a while since
someone took a ride.

Don't be afraid you may hold my hand,
I can lead you through the shack of sand.

No matter how much you can
get that fictitious lament fame,
Would you promise me that
everything will be the same?

I believe you are only one of your kind.
Or is it just a matter of my restless mind?

#review #literals #rereview
Life is like writing a story with a pen. You can strike out, but you can't erase

#quote #review #everyone
Humans are imperfect because of emotions.

#quote #review #KM
Absence of my inner voice
Which is floating
in the name of hope.
False hope that dispel
My heart from sunrise.
Sometimes it ruins
Like the name of death.
Sometimes it runs behind
the mirage, which looks
like a veracity.
#sima
#review
Of all the mighty Gods,
they chose Time to be the one,
Of all the greatest Places,
the Mind is where it's spun.
.
#review
#sk
This is my message to the African American and the African in the Diaspora: my Ancestors climb high a mountain in order not to be captured, transported and enslaved.

Even though your ancestors were captured, they survived slavery.

We are the same. We are all survivors of slavery. Our stories are the same. We are in fact the same. Our oppressors were and are same.

We have the same history and same story. I have lost a brother and you were taken away from your brother.

Both of us were robbed of our good. We were and given a different God. We now believe in our oppressors God. We all believe God is and can only be white. We can only be saved by a white God. Your self believe was killed and mine shattered. are but just the same.

I was robbed of human resources whilst you were a free human resource for our oppressors. My lands were taken from me whilst you were given no lands. We both became landless and a slave to the white man. I was forced to work on my stolen land just us you were forced to work on another stolen land. We are but just the same.

Come let's build our home. We can have a brighter future. A good story for our children.

#review #writeup
Emotionless

When I pray,
God doesn't listen
though I am sad,
God doesn't listen

but
mesmerizing smile
of peach blossoms,
scintillating joy
of maple trees,
asking me
the reason of my anguish?

I am stuck
in the thoughts
of past hurdles,
unable to move
and a river flowing
through the bends,
asking me why can't
you get across?


Am I emotional or
Are they emotionless?
one day everything's going
to fade out, buried under soil


the eyes of the Dog,
the feather of the bird
asking me
Why are you emotional ?
why can't you be like us ?

Unconditional
Emotionless

#poetry #review #everyone #KM
Why is it when we go to hill stations
We find peace
It is some magic or something in that place???
No it's about our mind
When we visit places like that
The mind is not running about yesterday and to tomorrow
Therefore we experience peace
Remember it's not so much in the place
But it's about the mind who is been peaceful
#review