Words from an oppressed to an oppressed
Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha
You are sold,
You sold yourself,
By your own hands,
Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha
To to a free person,
Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha
Yeah he is free,
But still a slave of his mind,
His own ego which he has made,
Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha
You both are sold,
I am crazy I am crazy,
Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha
I am naked I am naked,
You are wearing clothes,
They are your status,
Ha Ha Ha Ha
But they are prison,
You are prisoner,
Ha Ha Ha Ha
Lord! Save this world.
Save me! Save us all!
#martian #review #prose
Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha
You are sold,
You sold yourself,
By your own hands,
Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha
To to a free person,
Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha
Yeah he is free,
But still a slave of his mind,
His own ego which he has made,
Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha
You both are sold,
I am crazy I am crazy,
Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha
I am naked I am naked,
You are wearing clothes,
They are your status,
Ha Ha Ha Ha
But they are prison,
You are prisoner,
Ha Ha Ha Ha
Lord! Save this world.
Save me! Save us all!
#martian #review #prose
Fishermen
For the warmth of your fire I keep you close,
Seeking a desire that is in a way, enclosed.
Elevating my temperature higher,
Flooding my veins, overdosed.
Yet to discover the element,
the source of the energy you acquire,
But Who am I to read beyond the written?
to get it disclosed.
Isn't the mystery of pulling a wire,
that keeps the fishermen skin grow drier ?
Or is the glass still water leaving the twisted thrill exposed?
#Review #Aj #peom #everyone
For the warmth of your fire I keep you close,
Seeking a desire that is in a way, enclosed.
Elevating my temperature higher,
Flooding my veins, overdosed.
Yet to discover the element,
the source of the energy you acquire,
But Who am I to read beyond the written?
to get it disclosed.
Isn't the mystery of pulling a wire,
that keeps the fishermen skin grow drier ?
Or is the glass still water leaving the twisted thrill exposed?
#Review #Aj #peom #everyone
Sacred and lost
In the night,
I see you again.
And then you are lost.
Your indifference in this glass
I was among the ghosts of my selves
I was a drop.
I remember your face and the wine
And you were just a mirror
Of my countless desires.
Are you, the rest of my will?
Are you, the Woman I chased?
Or you are the plague
The final judgment of my soul
Unborn thoughts are chasing me
Like your arms, your dreamy easy
Chasing me, in the fearful night.
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In the night,
I see you again.
And then you are lost.
Your indifference in this glass
I was among the ghosts of my selves
I was a drop.
I remember your face and the wine
And you were just a mirror
Of my countless desires.
Are you, the rest of my will?
Are you, the Woman I chased?
Or you are the plague
The final judgment of my soul
Unborn thoughts are chasing me
Like your arms, your dreamy easy
Chasing me, in the fearful night.
#review #dannunzio #poem #love
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Every sidenote helps.
Every sidenote helps.
Purpose is what gives life a meaning. Every action done, every word uttered and every thought should have a purpose.
Some people utter useless words, this saying by Plato is a whip to them *“wise men speak because they have something to say; fools because they have to say something”* .
We should set a goal for ourselves in life and act towards the goal. *“If what you are doing is not moving you towards your goals then its moving you away from your goals” says Brain Tracy* .
The length of the stalk of lotus is as much as the level of water; similarly if your aims are high and purpose is of great level, achievements also will be great.
Aimless life is led only by animals and humans who have the sixth sense should lead a life with purpose
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Some people utter useless words, this saying by Plato is a whip to them *“wise men speak because they have something to say; fools because they have to say something”* .
We should set a goal for ourselves in life and act towards the goal. *“If what you are doing is not moving you towards your goals then its moving you away from your goals” says Brain Tracy* .
The length of the stalk of lotus is as much as the level of water; similarly if your aims are high and purpose is of great level, achievements also will be great.
Aimless life is led only by animals and humans who have the sixth sense should lead a life with purpose
#review #everyone #love
I'm someone you can't relay on
I'm kind of water that kindles fire on
Kind of storm, can never be slow down.
I'm fire, So just can't play around.
You see me and your eyes glow
Sorry, but I have a long way to go.
I tripped, couldn't carry on.
I turned and I'm alone.
I don't want to go, only if i can hide
Wound is deep and feel like dead inside
I used to be emotionally numb
Bound to be not connect
But it's all you in me now
In all the memories of me, I collect
I ha
It's too late now to decide
I'm literally falling for you
Or I'm falling for lie
I was aloof but now everything is you, I adore.
#Vivektavinita #Review #poem
I'm kind of water that kindles fire on
Kind of storm, can never be slow down.
I'm fire, So just can't play around.
You see me and your eyes glow
Sorry, but I have a long way to go.
I tripped, couldn't carry on.
I turned and I'm alone.
I don't want to go, only if i can hide
Wound is deep and feel like dead inside
I used to be emotionally numb
Bound to be not connect
But it's all you in me now
In all the memories of me, I collect
I ha
It's too late now to decide
I'm literally falling for you
Or I'm falling for lie
I was aloof but now everything is you, I adore.
#Vivektavinita #Review #poem
Fishermen
For the warmth of your fire I keep you close,
Seeking a desire that is in a way, enclosed.
Elevating my temperature higher,
Flooding my veins, overdosed.
Yet to discover the element,
the source of the energy you acquire,
But Who am I to read beyond the written?
to get it disclosed.
Isn't the mystery of pulling a wire,
that keeps the fishermen skin grow drier ?
Or is the glass still water leaving the twisted thrill exposed?
#Review #Aj #peom #everyone
For the warmth of your fire I keep you close,
Seeking a desire that is in a way, enclosed.
Elevating my temperature higher,
Flooding my veins, overdosed.
Yet to discover the element,
the source of the energy you acquire,
But Who am I to read beyond the written?
to get it disclosed.
Isn't the mystery of pulling a wire,
that keeps the fishermen skin grow drier ?
Or is the glass still water leaving the twisted thrill exposed?
#Review #Aj #peom #everyone
the tricky part was
to push you out of my heart
in a way that
i dont end up tearing myself apart.
#review #alchemist #micropoetry
to push you out of my heart
in a way that
i dont end up tearing myself apart.
#review #alchemist #micropoetry
The moonlight dances
on her toes
perfectly nailing
each and every move
waiting for the sun
to hand over the stage
so she can finally perform
under his glow
until her feet
bleed to death
#review #alchemist #poem
on her toes
perfectly nailing
each and every move
waiting for the sun
to hand over the stage
so she can finally perform
under his glow
until her feet
bleed to death
#review #alchemist #poem
The moonlight dances
on her toes
perfectly nailing
each and every move
waiting for the sun
So she can hand over the stage
And finally perform
under his glow
until her feet
Bleed to death
#review #alchemist #poem
on her toes
perfectly nailing
each and every move
waiting for the sun
So she can hand over the stage
And finally perform
under his glow
until her feet
Bleed to death
#review #alchemist #poem
Childhood is like a closed door filled with memories, aromas, summers, holidays, cartoons and friends.
There are wardrobes full of things, like the memories od your dance costumes.
You can only visit this space once in a while and feel all the things you've ever felt so deeply, but you cannot forever live there as you or your childhood friends don't.
#review #childhood #AmyWrites
There are wardrobes full of things, like the memories od your dance costumes.
You can only visit this space once in a while and feel all the things you've ever felt so deeply, but you cannot forever live there as you or your childhood friends don't.
#review #childhood #AmyWrites
You
Another night is gone
In this golden prison of mine
Your eyes, apocalypse of sunsets
Won’t come back
I craved for your body;
Like a dying man or a corpse
I don’t see your lips
Chasing me.
Another night ,
And you will fade out
An eloquent dream
A broken thought
The last sip of beauty; in this universe of sorrow.
#review #dannunzio #poem #love
Another night is gone
In this golden prison of mine
Your eyes, apocalypse of sunsets
Won’t come back
I craved for your body;
Like a dying man or a corpse
I don’t see your lips
Chasing me.
Another night ,
And you will fade out
An eloquent dream
A broken thought
The last sip of beauty; in this universe of sorrow.
#review #dannunzio #poem #love
Ugh
Everyone is married, their lives are sorted,
Even the guy I had a crush on,
When I was at school
He's with a toddler now.
But why do I want to know,
What happened to the people from my memories.
Besides we only remained good friends, nothing more, nothing less.
It feels like they've set their pace,
Sorted every strand of life,
And I'm where I am.
Standing in the sands of time.
At a flick of a moment,
I'm that girl from school,
And suddenly I'm not.
Is this what growing up means?
#review #AmyWrites #GrowingUp
Everyone is married, their lives are sorted,
Even the guy I had a crush on,
When I was at school
He's with a toddler now.
But why do I want to know,
What happened to the people from my memories.
Besides we only remained good friends, nothing more, nothing less.
It feels like they've set their pace,
Sorted every strand of life,
And I'm where I am.
Standing in the sands of time.
At a flick of a moment,
I'm that girl from school,
And suddenly I'm not.
Is this what growing up means?
#review #AmyWrites #GrowingUp
HUMAN (Our blue)
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Litmus!
we're that flexible paper
that react with reagents
acid and base
water and blood
Salt and stones
we're litmus papers
In the laboratory of life
We're very useless
Not significant
We only change colour
We cannot react.
Our colours are not special
weak and feeble
Fading fakes
They are very predictable
In the laboratory of life
We're bad people
Covered with skin
Perforated one
hairless furs
gorgeous in garments
Suite and tie
Iró or gown
Agbádá or shirts
Danshiki or Búbá
Yet we're bad people
Filled with blood
Full of gore
Sand and dust
#review
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Litmus!
we're that flexible paper
that react with reagents
acid and base
water and blood
Salt and stones
we're litmus papers
In the laboratory of life
We're very useless
Not significant
We only change colour
We cannot react.
Our colours are not special
weak and feeble
Fading fakes
They are very predictable
In the laboratory of life
We're bad people
Covered with skin
Perforated one
hairless furs
gorgeous in garments
Suite and tie
Iró or gown
Agbádá or shirts
Danshiki or Búbá
Yet we're bad people
Filled with blood
Full of gore
Sand and dust
#review
What does it take to write so emotionally?
Oh nothing much, actually.
Take a look at a stabbed wound from within
Feel the complex ways it tingles you
And put it all out on an app
Without your real name.
#Review #AmyWrites #writing
Oh nothing much, actually.
Take a look at a stabbed wound from within
Feel the complex ways it tingles you
And put it all out on an app
Without your real name.
#Review #AmyWrites #writing
You thought i would never leave,
I heard from your friends.
But feelings change dear, the love also fades.
You thought I'd never move on, or tell you good bye.
You thought I'd never forget about you and I.
Ohh silly,who do you think you are?
My feelings for you are now far done.
Of course I loved you, I thought it would last
But "loved"....."e" "d" babe it is all in the past.
#review #poetry #G
I heard from your friends.
But feelings change dear, the love also fades.
You thought I'd never move on, or tell you good bye.
You thought I'd never forget about you and I.
Ohh silly,who do you think you are?
My feelings for you are now far done.
Of course I loved you, I thought it would last
But "loved"....."e" "d" babe it is all in the past.
#review #poetry #G
Ages of the Gods
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In the beginning, the whole universe was void and full of darkness. Not even a solar system existed to form any galaxy. Not a single sun. Not a planet nor asteroid. Everything was void and dark. The only light source which existed was the Spirit of God Himself.
Spirit of God was quiet in the void. He was thinking a solution for this chaos. After thinking for a while, His wisdom and knowledge became perfect. He was ready to start the creation.
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In the beginning, the whole universe was void and full of darkness. Not even a solar system existed to form any galaxy. Not a single sun. Not a planet nor asteroid. Everything was void and dark. The only light source which existed was the Spirit of God Himself.
Spirit of God was quiet in the void. He was thinking a solution for this chaos. After thinking for a while, His wisdom and knowledge became perfect. He was ready to start the creation.
#review #ShortStory #everyone #Wege