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Near or far,
the journey could be;
Circumstances are never at par!Big or small,
the reasons could be;
Problems would befall!Long or short,
the distance could be;
Pain could be as heavy as a quart!Night or day,
the time could be;
Love is always ruled with a different sway!Hot or cold,
the choice could be;
Don’t hold on to the greed for gold!Hate or love,
the emotion could be;
Unity at the time of war is all above!Peace or turmoil,
the mind’s state could be;
Courage must be embroiled!Success or failure,
the result could be;
You ought to sail like a sailor!Life or death,
the situation could be;
The truth would never be underneath!!The post Reality! appeared first on wOrgasm.

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A tale of four clans - part 1

Four clans, to rise or fall.
Four clans, for one and all.
Together they face all that befalls.
The clans that answers the land's call.

Tillers- we tend to toil.
We till and sow in our soil.
From dawn to dusk, we moil.
Land is what, we roil.

Morning light, we sow to reap.
With seeds that are sown deep.
Sunshine and skys that weep
Gives us food that we heep.

Fighters we are,
Brave soldiers by far.
Our trophies, are our scars.
We shield, as we spar.

King and country, we protect.
From enemies, both indirect and direct.
Mountains and lands we trek,
To protect our land, that we love and deck.

One clan to soothe and heal,
We protect the land's zeal.
Disease and illness we seal.
Science is the weapon we wield.

King and people, we revive,
Through our healing rive.
From flood to drought, we survive.
Service is what, we thrive.

We reside on the golden seat of the mountains cold,
Power and treasure we hold.
Honor and valour from our old,
Is only companion that we enfold.

A king to rule them all.
A king to bind them all.
A king who stands tall,
One who answers his people's call.

Thus the land thrived and strived,
Because of the clans, it survived.
No matter the hardship it revived,
Expanding and flourishing in its stride.

#riya
Seeking hands, soothing words,
Loving touch, barely heard.
Silly whispers, caring gaze,
Loving enfold, lover's haze.
Starry sky, soulful night,
Healing grace, pretty sight.
Coming together, falling apart,
Duet song , a beautiful start.
Hourly message, daily calls,
Bouncy steps, walking tall.
Dreams on hold, life on fire,
Fears untold, sought out desire.
Weekly meet, warming greet,
Touching gifts, living sweet.
Hamer​ falls, fate calls,
Nasty words, feeling small.
Identity tested, dreams persisted.
Proving worth, love tested.
Hurting heart, crying eyes,
Shattering apart, with pretty lies.
Once soothing, now annoying.
Strategic plans, troops deploying.
Shattered heart, failing miserably.
Lovers hold, breaking amicably.
Yearning soul, faking smiles.
Bearly whole, saddening lies.
Chance meet, brimming eyes,
Slowly retreat, breaking ties.
Healing heart, doubting all,
Another story, a different fall.

#riya
She comes to me only in nights
She hugs me tightly whenever she had a fight
I have seen many of her tears
I have been the one to console her fears
When she is annoyed she beats me
When she is hurt she needs me
I am the one she have her childish fights
We become close when there is no lights
When she is tired she rests her head on me
A soothing friend is what she sees in me
When she is scared she holds me tight
I am the only one for her, when everything else is quiet
I have seen her nightmares and dreams
I have heard her mouns and screams
I want to hold her but I can't
I want to heal her but I can't
I want to make her happy
I want to make her merry
But alas I can't I could not
Give her what she wants
She is a beautiful broken Willow
And I am her silly soothing pillow

#riya
When asked what she liked?

She answered: I like cooking my family and pets.

😄😄

#usepunctuations

@pensivepost
#Death

Freedom from the known
a life after death to live alone
A wish to see, who comes along
when I am ready to leave, & gone.

@worgasm
@pensivepost
Setting sun, fading echo.
Grasping hands, failing to let go.
Paining heart, parting ways.
Churning Memories, eternally stays.
Dimming light, fading hope.
Greying skies, failing slope.
Tearing soul, tethering world.
Screaming silence, barely heard.
Vacant eyes, empty stares.
Void days, filling despair.
Breaking soul, lonely being.
Shattering whole, a soundless keeying.
Passing days, waiting sunbreak.
Healing road, waiting to take.
Souling song, soothing grace.
Friendly hugs, knowing face.
Another flight, a reckless fall.
Seeking hands, an enchanting call.
Healing heart, fading scars.
Soaring love, a shooting star.
Hurting memories, to an easing echo.
Raising sun, a breezy meadow.
Making promises, a shaky step.
Pairing heart, slowly crept.
Healing all, healing whole.
Leaning shoulder, a companion soul.
Finally whole, finally healed.
Through a paired heart, eternally sealed.

By: #riya