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A Politician's Poem.

Blood,
A colourful and charming fluid
with a light fragrance
which can dazzle me
for my pleasure.

Blood,
A love of mine
which loves to play
hide and seek-
the bloody game.

Blood,
my vizier,
who helped me every time
when I was expected to lose.

Blood,
but whose?
any one's but mine.

-A. Q. Bilal
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(Edited)

Hello Everyone..

Wish I could rotate the wheel,
Back to the golden times.
All it takes to think about you
And my wisp shines.

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Damned if I knew that
Red runway of skies
was none other than these
free birds hastily returning
to which where they were born into
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How the future came soon.
The river dried too soon.
Darkness fell at noon.
But the news is never new.

How the future came too soon.
The future looks so gloom.
Promising all the best
But all never came.

The future has come too soon.
All the dreams gone too soon.
Seems we going to have a still birth.
Better still premature death. #poem #review

This is my hive.

Where I always hide. #review

Smile may come from the mind but tears, always from the depth of the heart

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Sitting on a cold side
Sleeping on my shoulder
So many people around me
But I am like a lonely soldier
Is it an illusion
or I am screaming
In a dark room
I can't see nothing
Trying to find someone
The one I can hold on to
It will be always dark
But the comfort of a siluet
Just a side side side
I need a side in which I will cry
I need a side which will keep forever...
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| Slippery Slope |

Slippery slope
Everywhere I go
My life feels like a joke.
A one minute glory
Fading to darkness
My voice echos
With no one at the other end.
Slamming down the telephone
My breath leaving my lungs
I feel like I'm going numb
Walking the same path
Walking down the same memory lane
Living and reliving that same
Throbbing, Agonizing pain.
No ink could flow through it
It's all blood red.
And I sleep again tonight.
Restlessly.
Hoping everything will subside.

Even the light burns me without you.

In the dark forest when lights spark
And fog melts away,
Hold me
Don't leave me
Let me hide behind your dark eyes,
Just save me and take me to the infinity and beyond.

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Nothing left

The darkness in the heart
has sheathed the kindness,
the Voilence in the mind
has tethered the Peace.

Love is fading away
from humans,
faith is disappearing,
greenery is dwindling,


Nothing left
in this grey world
except
the rotten smell of past
and appettency for brighter future

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The ink in the words of my diary
Rot within the thick white papers now
The smells know no freedom.
I sit with my voices, indistinct
Talking to my red clothed treasure
Wishing for some magic to encounter
To turn the writings my life again.
The world captive between the pages
Calls me to step there again
But the reality ties my legs up to hell
Fire and pain rise from the earth
And wait for my skins to soak them up
My nerves scream in cold nights
Hunting the calmness of my brain
And makes me stand at my window
To look into the stars
And search for the moon of my past.
The diary on my table mocks a smile,
Laughs at my foolish eyes
Read me again, i hear it ruin the night
I then go to my bed and try a death
But i know
I'm going to explore the lost again
And caress my tears and my scars
over the old brown pages in my diary.


-subh

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The ink in the words of my diary
Rot within the thick white papers now
The smells know no freedom.
I sit with my voices, indistinct
Talking to my red clothed treasure
Wishing for some magic to encounter
To turn the writings my life again.
The world captive between the pages
Calls me to step there again
But the reality ties my legs up to hell
Fire and pain rise from the earth
And wait for my skins to soak them up
My nerves scream in cold nights
Hunting the calmness of my brain
And makes me stand at my window
To look into the stars
And search for the moon of my past.
The diary on my table mocks a smile,
Laughs at my foolish eyes
Read me again, i hear it ruin the night
I then go to my bed and try a death
But i know
I'm going to explore the lost again
And caress my tears and my scars
over the old brown pages in my diary.

-subh

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There will not be equality for women as long as we restrict women empowerment to one day

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VISION

I don't want to see the future
If I had a power though.

What happen when I'll see myself A sad creature
Like no power to stop the error/arrow who skipped from the bow.

If I'll not able to cure those fractures
Then how I could live with that law.

So I am happy with today's nature
Here I can make my future everyday you know.

Thought, moments, Breath & love; we have all the feature
And those are enough for a shiny aim to grow.

human! Only kin for car, gold and money to capture
But there calculation of success is away from life's math and bio.

In this play sometime thinks, Am I using right guesture
dedication, determine and work hard or should I let myself with the universe Flow.

The time is doing very bad, said but have faith on the Watcher
All those reason Makes a Vision and it turns into my good fellow.

I just asked a power of Amour propre(self love)
Cause that my vision and that will my anthem; Amour propre-Amour propre.

Till then I am not tense
Just working on dream drawing.
You will see one day of course; when I am Glowing.
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enjoy holi with colours called rangoli
make slowly noice of happiness
crash all the mind's obstacle's
go through with this season
don't wait for any reason
just enjoy this weather
with friends together


#ambarsariya
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#warning #suicide #trigger

Closure.

One by one, each rose to their feet and read their tearful ‘custom-made’ letter, which was written in Georgie’s handwriting.
Only a few hours before he had been placed beneath the earth, motionless and silent.
I was his best friend, or so I thought, but my letter suggested otherwise.
I flattened my tie and cleared my throat. Everyone's eyes were locked on me now, waiting for me to make my way down to the coffin, where my former-best-friend was lying dead.
I couldn’t even feel sad for you in your own funeral, mate.
Heat was radiating from my brain and into every bit and tissue in my body. I was furious.

It was just lying there, harmless as it once seemed, in my mailbox with my name on it- black on white. Ironic enough, I remember thinking to myself that a person who sends letters these days must be either tying the knot or getting buried. I was right about one thing, well kind of.

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It's a secret that I hide,
It's myself that I can't find.

#random
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I'm feeling crazier
being "normal"

Where is the rabbit
to my wonderland?

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I lie on the grass
The clouds sundered; abstract
And beside me lays a woman
Young and beautiful
Purple flowers sheath us
She swings and touches my face
I touch hers
And as we wonder about the time we spend together
The trees sway; uncalled for and calming
Pastel colors and feelings
I seek her
I always will
I won't forget and stop wondering
And the clouds will always remember too
In all of their abstraction
They will send me to you

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