No Matter How's Colour You Are,
No Matter How's Away You Are,
No Matter How's Longs You Are,
No Matter How's Close You Are,

I loved with your Spirit Not Your Body,
Did You Think I Am Lusty,
BUT I Have Lust Not Your Body
But I Have Lust To Get Your Spirit

Every Moment You are Close to Me,
Your Memories Always is in My Heart ,
Those Day with You Are My Golden Period,

I Know You Are Not in My Life,
If You are Not in my Life But I have A lots of Memories With You To Spend My times,

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-The Ranga

If a writer falls in love with you
You can never die

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Life is a Bird


It fly high in the sky like a knight

With muscular bosom through the tuff air

Too much chatter, ups and downs than spreads a quite

One branch to another, incredible destiny's fair

Entitled to sky, from down to eve life belongs here

Flying above the peak towards the sun light


We lives here in a huge herd

Sometimes we have a lot to say

But sometime there is no word

We were laughing fun, now lonely at the Bay

What a big play is this, from cloud to clay

I think life is a beauteous bird


Wandering on the wings of hope and with struggle, life is perfectly curved.

Claws with full of Josh and glooming eyes

Sometime the circumstances are not ok or feathers are curled

But we know after every sunset, dark, we gets a rise

There is the law, the flow of nature not just a dice

We have endless surfaces of dreams, aims

Really life is a beautiful bird
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Shattered into millions to make the sky shine.
I am star to your nights.

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How the future came soon.
The dried rivers are sin
Darkness brings down every noon.
But the news is never new.

How the future came too soon.
why the future looks seem so gloom.
promising all the great but never came true.

The future has come too soon.
All the dreams took off too soon blown
It seems we are going to have a stillbirth.
better still premature death all around. #poem #review #yourreview

Bogartar

I was smoking a joint,
A bogartar took it,

I was making smoke up high,
A bogartar stole it,

I said, don't bogart my friend,
He didn't listen it,

I lost all my high,
The bloody bogartar.

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UnConditional*

you are in me somewhere
or sometimes everywhere,

I am afraid to tell you but
I am all yours with or without
all the constraints,

I know there is no such thing that
can hold me and you apart
you meant everything
for me and my heart.

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Breathe ! Glide over the mountains
Like the cold sun at dawn
And split the sky in half

Let the milky way know and let the higher beings know
Of your existence
And callow youth

Let her know that the laconic dialogues mean much more
To you
And when the waterfall throws you across
It's for her

The moonglade is what will take you to her
Across the sea and across the world
On the moon you will find her
On the moon is where you meet: if you do

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We build a house out of a cardboard box
To keep us warm in the cold
We hang pictures in the wall to make it feel like home
We were happy in the safety of our cardboard house
But certainty is a summer dream.
Dark clouds starts to appear
We thought our cardboard could handle the storm
But the wind and the hail becomes too strong for a house without a pillar.
The house crumbled
And we crushed with it
The pieces to never mend
That is what happens when you build a house out of a cardboard box.
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My Friend Today

Hey! you Today!
do you remember those shiny days;
when happiness coming from many ways.
it was nice, cosy, sweet; like floating ganga:
and now only a deep void sound lays


Oh! that time,
burden was just a word from thrilling story;
hailing Seemed irrigation, like God gives exciting lottery.
and in this stave of life, I know that was a superstition;
Oof! cause now all those loathsome words are a part of my drizzling poetry.
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The Price is Paid
Part 9

The altar smells of fresh body boiling. Lolopi watches the boy with a tremendous smile on his face, both of his hands raised skyward as for worship. Danro's screeches are thin, sharp, and rapid enough to conclude that he has gone mad. The disastrous temperature has driven him insane. His body, unlike a person burning alive, is shivering instead of struggling to get out of the altar, as though drowning in a pond of ice cubes.
Lolopi looks upward and stares at the empty ceiling, uttering words Danro's filled ears could not listen, let alone comprehend. Lolopi's voice competes to dominate the atmosphere over Danro's hideous screams. Every corner of his body, with the exception of his face, melts and unites with the boiling, yellow fluid. The yellow is accepting the red of his blood and is eventually birthing orange.
Danro's body is resisting to give in, fighting and thriving. His animalistic instinct to stay alive, to defy death, holds him conscious for as long as it could, even if he sincerely wishes it to be quick. His throat, and around it, turns into mere liquid. Gargling sounds elude his dispersing throat. When the heat becomes too unbearable, his whole body shuts down. The open eyes lose power and lifelessly stare upward. He floats like a dead body would on a surface of water, but only his bones are floating. The rest of him has dissolved.
Lolopi never quits yelling strange words. The torches hanging around the hell increase their lights greatly, and in the dark sky above, a symbolic moon appears. The moon's coloration resembles the orange on the altar. Lolopi's sweaty body glitters orange, the moon shining; the whole hell glows orange. The moon looks like an eye, its iris crimson. Confined in the iris, its lens is white.
"Your parents betrayed their word," Lolopi said, looking away from the eye-shaped moon. His own eyes has begun glowing red, those pleasant, dim burns. "You belonged to me and now they're late for the delivery. Those bastards—the contract must have murdered them by now. I've been needing this for a long time. This energy."
Danro's bones never melted and are still floating over the bubbling liquid, as are his eyes gazing at the moon. The eyes are attached in their sockets, in the skull, and each of the lenses send two thin rays of light at the moon's lens. The lens of the moon shines in white and reflects a blighter, bigger beam that spotlights the center of Lolopi's forehead.
Lolopi exhales satisfaction when the beam lands on him. He inhales through his teeth. "Yes, boy, let go. You are mine now." His hands form a strong pair of fists. The beams from Danro's eyes become too bright for the eye, and Lolopi closes his eyes. Penetrating the forehead, the ray from the moon grows strong, as does Danro's.
He roars when his forehead smokes. "Yes! YOU ARE MINE!"
The rays from Danro's eyes traveling in the moon are no more. The moon's line of light fully jumps in Lolopi's burrowed forehead. Lolopi kneels, invisible force goading him downward. The white beams disappear, the moon is fading in the darkness, and the eyes of Danro melt.
"That's a dinner I have missed for a long while now," Lolopi says; his voice has gotten deeper. He evaluates his hands fisting and releasing, and his muscles have gained better strength and weight. His forehead is a black hole. He stomps on foot, the ground cracking as he stepped.
"UGGGRRRRRHHHHH!"
The owl-faced demons screech their worship, flying in the dark skies, through the dark clouds, as his roar causes turmoil in hell. Facing the pit black sky, he raises an arm to put his new energy to test—
His heart begins racing and aching. A heavy series of cough scratches and pummels his esophagus. The whites of his eyes turn red, and blood is pouring from his ears. He falls to his knees. "What is this? What have you done, boy?"

If i had the voice i would sing,
After the night when i wake up,let's see what tomorrow bring
If i had the voice i would sing..
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Sky without stars, man without defects never exists.

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This world is amazing sometimes,
Birds are searching for home and men for wings.
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"Happy" is home "happy" is my wife
Her Who colors my balck, white life
She gives it pink, a little green
Takes me to places i've never been
My emotion roller coaster
Source of true love a true laughter
She breaths joy right through me
To the woman who made me....me
To the woman who rasies my kids
To the women who won't bend knees
To the the strongest person that i know
To our grand love that only grow
To your patience that has no end
My injured heart that has been saved
"Thankful" i am everyday
God gave me you he made his way
You are my gift right from above
You are my peace my whitest dove
Your existance, it's just priceless
Only payment for my prayers
For all those things because of you
I will never stop loving you.


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Son of Satan

In the realm of evil,
on the seabed of blood,
the lone heir of chaos,
the son of great demon
has born

Feeding on the blood,
riding on the weak mind,
the ghoule kills all the smiles
and spreads tears everywhere

He hates the love
in the heart,
he loves the hate
in the mind

The light of truth
is his enemy,
the darkness of lie
is his army

All the mortal cowards
step aside,
down your sight,
bend your knees


With the weapon of violence,
to conquer the throne of bad,
The eternal,
The son of Satan
has arrived.

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Jump off the cliff, cut your wrist
Do what you gotta do to make it at ease
They Keep telling me these noises inside
When it's all blurry, no where to hide
Tention build inside my
head
Trying to escape the darkness ahead
Numb your soul drug it down
Like every kid in the town
There is no biggie it's just this once
My mind tells me to cut my arms
"Free me" " free me" shouts outloud
Gloomy dark like the rain cloud
Deep with in me i hear it's sound
My soul trapped in my own blood
It hurts too much....Cut is the key
A little sting won't stop me
I close my eyes i let it free
For the relive i let it be
As the blade press across my skin
As my mind marks blood as "seen"
Instant joy hits my body
Cutting is my remedy.


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My first Post here; it's from 2015.
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Winter's Mercy

The area lay tranquil. Not the slightest breeze was to disturb  the white masses. Soft hills had taken over the landscape and still more of the white stars kept falling, dancing from the sky. Their descend was beauty, a movement with grace, slow enough one could think time was defied. And, protected by a blanket of white, the scene lay in utter silence. No noise, no sound, no breath dared to raise its voice..... but one.
The soft beating of a little heart vibrated in  her ears. Cold air filled those tiny lungs, exhaled in white clouds. Her mere presence disturbed this peaceful place. The small figure interrupted a smooth fall, even destroyed the pretty stars made of snow on her skin. Warmth was the enemy of this place. 
Each step she took, her bare feet left tiny imprints on the snow. Very slowly, they disappeared, coped by the steady settling of more icy stars. Who was this person to dare and set foot into such a hostile place? 

Her skin was exposed to the piercing cold. A minor textile, far too thin and barely able to be called a dress, was the only cloth she wore. Her fragile body was already at the point past shivering. It had given up to tremble and try to warm itself. She couldn't feel her toes anymore and her fingers had taken on a hue of blue. Each step was hard as her flesh struggled, yet, a stubborn mind carried her on. She'd barely seen nineteen winters; this seemed the coldest. As the struggle to lift her left leg grew almost unbearable, she dropped onto her knees. Icy claws digged into her lower legs. Her dress was soaked by melted snow and frozen to a stiff armour upon her figure by now. Others would have been dead already. It wouldn't take long for the cold to defeat her as well. Life was like warmth seeping out of her petite figure with every heartbeat, every painful breath. She pushed herself onto her legs again, pulling herself up. Just as hope ignited, just as the image was given she could go on, her legs gave in on her weight. Face first, she hit the snow. It cussioned her fall whilst crawling into mouth and nose. There was no air, no oxygen reached her lungs. The ice held her in its grasp..... there was nothing. Why was she even here? Why had she left the house with its warm fires? Why had she done what seemed nothing but retarded? And then, she remembered again. With immense effort, she brought herself into an upright position, getting rid of the snow in her face.
 
A single tear escaped the edge of her left eye. The sparkling drop slowly ran down her face, leaving a trail of ice...until it froze upon her pale cheek. A crown of white lay on her hair. The ginger color might still be guessable, but droplets of molten water had given them a darker shade. A strange feeling below her palm caught her attention. There was something like ice below the white blanket, ice and frozen clothes. Robotic movements parted the white crystals to allow her to peek below. A frozen puddle of blood, a frozen piece of clothes, a frozen body was revealed. A warm feeling spread in her chest...  she had not failed.....she'd made it! 

As much as you attract to Happy, so much of sorrow follows you, let them come and go.

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I went through what I went through, and then I found you.
You were my destination,
worthy of all the pain.
If I had to do it again,
I would do it again.
I would walk in the rain,
and face all of the pain.

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And the time started again
I was there quiet and in pain,
hoped that it would end soon
and I would able to see the moon.

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