Sometimes we want stranger,
to be the dearest,
b'cause dear one becomes stranger.
Sometimes we want fiction to be real,
b'cause reality becomes cruel.
Sometimes we want to be hostile,
because someday our sentiments
had got burned, which were so fragile
Sometimes we want to try something
we had dreamt since long,
b'cause we had pretended, we had no dreams..
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Am a loser

Born to live a life of freedom.
A life of love, a life of wisdom.
Born to fight, born to see the beauty of harmony.
Taught to hate, taught to curse.
Taught to please everybody else. Expectations drive me crazy.
Don't even know myself except what I must be.
To be the perfect daughter.
To be the perfect son.
Not the fucked up loser that I am.
But I like being a loser
I like being me.
If fact that is all there is.
That is all I can see.
If being a loser means.
Not following the crowd.
Not playing by the rules.
Not making you proud.
Hell yeah! I am a loser
The biggest loser of them all.
You're missing the pictures.
You're missing them all
I am born to play the game by my rules to find freedom.
And to seek the truth.
So tell me are you a loser too?
If you are, you should be proud of you.
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Dreams Of A Day Dreamer

"Stop day dreaming, Ayesha!", the teacher throws a chalk towards Ayesha , which hit exactly at her forehead, startling her and bringing her back from her dreamland. The teachers would often find her lost in her own thoughts during classes and lectures. Little did they knew what was going on in that brain, how she enjoyed being in that dreamland of hers, where there was no one seizing away her happiness-just her and her thoughts. A daydreamer is often termed as a dumb person by a teacher, someone who has no idea of the real world. But it didn't bother Ayesha at all! Only she knew how beautiful her dreams were- how she dreamt of being more than just one person- sometimes a space traveller, sometimes a magician and sometimes just a simple girl. But what was common in all these imagination was that she was happy in all of them. The happiness that she could never achieve in all these 17 years of her life. So she preferred to stay in her dreamland, where her skin didn't bear the cut marks made by the blade she kept in her pencil box.

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Was I always like this?
No.
I created this while dreaming,
In a corner alone,
Along with people,
People who pushed me away,
It's not a part of me since eternity.

I made color of light to go,
Black, blind, bleak.
I'm nyctophilic,
I find solace in darkness.

Now I have insecurities,
Of the spring you bring,
In my empty space.
But it's too late,
I tried to push it too,
But light went through me,
The brightness of you,
Comforting warmth,
You come up with,
Unknowingly,
In my dark empty voyage,
Embracing the light of you,
Left my world behind.

I'm scared,
Of the lightness,
By the time you will get this,
I might be long gone,
In my dream darkness.
I don't have courage to run,
But I'm,
Because I feel,
Pushing revives the dying.
Dying dream, while awake.

What I'm running for,
Darkness or lightness?
Am I afraid of darkness,
Or of the light to pass me by?
Is darkness so bad?
Would this be?
Heard that light exists,
Even with darkness.
Will you be?

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P.S I'm new in writing.

• As the night arrives,
And the silence prevails,
Your thoughts come pushing in,
Asking me to check in,
Failing to push these wants away,
Engaging myself in other ways,
Stuck in an endless bend,
Find me its end.


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Tale Of The Journey home (1)

O century dawn
Weary of times long gone
I shall arrive home,journey done
Blessed dust on my feet
I beseech you to sit
Below this net of glowing lights
Where stoned flames burn bright
Weep not as I tell of the one gone past
Silence the fool and his talking drum
That beckons every other one,come
Empty the gourd and burn the snuff
Clog the streams for you will need enough
-inspo_art


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We believe tomorrow
will be better than today.
but we end up looking
at our past which find
us more beautiful than
our present.
Instead of
planning beautiful future
or
Instead of
seeing beautiful past,
why we can't
make us content,
with our present,
pretending it beautiful?
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A little something to motivate you in lockdown.


You're the blossom of the spring,
the fall of the autumn.
You're the crisp winter air
and nostalgic summer breeze.
You're the rose that dares to be bold.
You're the happy marigold.
You're a cold babbling brook,
a wide open ocean.
You're the soft snowfall.
You're the magnificent tree standing so tall.
But above all,
you're the light of a million stars.
You are the universe.

She had a gregarious nature,
Trusted her with closed eyes and open heart,
Was knackered explaining her to be safe and cautious,
Requested to hold on and discuss pancea ,
Where as she waved me final good bye and
I mettle towards life with a lesson learnt..


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#Thought

How can I define things like no one has defined?
Am i really a poet or a man lost in time?
How am I supposed to word the intangible and tangible alike?
Am I a painter of words, an artistic saint of rhyme?
I search for the meaning of life in words,
though the words always seems to fail to define.
What the truth of life is and what is a life?
Aren't words made of same thing, those sacred binds,
Am I blindsided by my mind or am I seeing the world in new light?
Am I really a poet or a man lost in time?

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it's morning, day after yesterday, it happened. My windows wide open, i could see the rays of the sun falling on me. It's 9:45 and I am lying on my bed , thinking and thinking and thinking and wait whatt?

"Jerry! Jerry! I have been calling you since yesterday, why aren't you picking it up" sasha exclaimed.

"What happened" i asked as i saw her deep stressed and sweaty eyes.

" She! She! Her brother called mike, said..said he couldn't find her anywhere. Her belongings were missing too!!!"

I was shocked, wore my glasses, jumped up from my bed and questioned - "whaaat!! Wheenn!! Wheeere!! How!! Why!! Jesus what the hell??"

" I don't know, police is still in search for her, I don't know what to do. I am soo scared I..I..I didn't do it, I...I...don't know, jerry promise we will find her, NOO!! WE HAVE TO FIND HER!!!, I didn't wanna hurt her, Jerry Please!!!!!" Tears started dropping out of her eyes and her hands were trembling from fear.

I can't see her broken, i wore my sneakers, grabbed my keys and said
" Shhh!! Shhh!! Shhh!! Sash!, i know you are scared as much as I am, but we can't find her with broken hearts. CALM DOWN Sash!!, Sash! I will do anything, annyything to find her. I promise sash!! I promise. Just don't cry, please!! Please!!. I know u can do it for me, do you??. I am going to ask the police officers, then we both are going to the Smith's, OKAYYYY, calm down sash!! Calm down. I m with ya"

Tears went through my collar as i hugged her, i can hear her brain screaming for her, screaming for help. Tired of all this. I grabbed her and drove towards the station.

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I saw the world
But never learn something
See the peoples habit
Do nothing
Is it right for me
To say, something people
People habit can't change
They change according to people
Why are you waiting
Still, you're innocent
Don't behave as like other people
You are unique accept it
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#rosy

PHILOSOPHY OF PAINPHILOSOPHY OF PAIN

“With my beloved I play the game of love.
If I win, he is mine.
If I lose, I am his.”

– Amir Khusrau

“people always talk about the investment of emotions.” he said and looked at me for a response so that he can continue with his newly introduced topic.
“Yes they do, indeed” I said with my greatest affirmative gesture.
“So how do they do that?” he wasn’t curious at all when he asked that. He just want me to expose my business secrets! Played well.
“Basically or primitively homo sapiens are selfish. They haven’t given even a bone of freshly hunted buffalo to someone for free. They have always attached a condition along with it. It can be anything. A gesture of sisterhood that can be useful in the future when your tribe is attacked by a wildfire, another tribe or famine. We don’t do anything to anyone for free. Even philanthropists do it for their worshiped kindness; or for their own mental satisfaction. See nobody can stay away from the selfishness. That’s something deeply scribbled in our DNA.” I stopped.
“so?”
“Love is an act of supreme selfishness. Nobody was selfless in love – alive or dead. Everyone has a well established plan in love. They are simply executing it when day passes. It’s like a war. You are entering in to the forefront with a bunch of tactics. You know there will be bloodshed. And you are there to protect yourself from the attack. See, nobody wants to be hurt in this battle. Or you can be less hurt than the other party. The less you hurt the more you win, like any other war.”
“But the structure has significantly changed over the years”
“Yes it did. The war became business in the modern world. But the primitive principle remains as the same – less investment, less lose. the person with rickety tactics will fail for sure. It’s a game of emotions. If you want to pull off, you need to give your best shot when the situation demands, like buying or selling a stock in the stock market. It is all about the timing.”
“But still we are the people who invested more, always”
“Rickety tactics! Knowledge will not save you. If it does, I would have been a millionaire who play with profit.”
“Equal investment would work” He said bluntly.
“In love – the problem is – you will never know that your business is no longer your business. Sometimes the other party buys everything from you at least a one percentage of share just to make you unequal at the end. But you will never know until you hit a rock bottom.”
“Everyone needs profit” He was disappointed by the capitalist model of love economy.
“No. When you love someone, you know from somewhere that this person can cause pain too. We are afraid of abysmal pain. That is the reason of our infidelity. So people choose less pain. Pain has always played a minimalistic philosophy- less is more; and unbearable.”
“Less pain it is”
“Less pain and no gain it is”
“I would love to live with a collapsed business empire then”
“Like every overrated love story?”
“Like every overrated love story” he echoed, and turned to me “what will you say to your business partner next time?”
“With my beloved I play the game of love. If I win, he is mine. If I lose, I am his.” Amir Khusrau answered his question.
“Fair game!”
“Fair game it is” I echoed and we chuckled!

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A World Apart
Chapter 4

"I'm sorry," she says wiping off her tears
"I didn't mean to bother you mister..."
"Leorio" I reply
"Mister Leorio" she says and my heart stops beating or maybe it was just one long heartbeat or like a breath you take when you breath in fresh air after a deep dive, this is the sweetest my name has ever felt to me in my life

"Could you maybe please lead me back to that well, so that I could leave your village and go back to my home" she says. Although her saying that she wants to go home both please and pinch me a little, I realize I'm gonna have some trouble leading her back

"Village?" I ask her, looking her sideways

"Yes, you said I landed in some other world/place whatever you prefer to call it, so I presumed it would be a village around my city" she says innocently. She really didn't grasp the fact that she had travelled to another dimension. I tried to explain her little more and after going back and forth with her she first gave me a look like I was retarded and then she looked at me like she was searching for my horns and tail.

I fill her in details about my world.

"We look like human, true, but we are much more powerful then them."

"Oh!" She said as if accepting a challenge.
"So you people are powerful huh!" she says looking me directly in the eye, and for a minute I thought maybe not, her eyes are more powerful than anyone else in my world.

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#micropoetry

WHAT IF...

I feel like I am breaking
Right from the beginning
Always feel like falling apart
Right from the start
My feelings been on stake
Ain't nobody told my mistake
Been taken for granted
Which I never ever wanted
Was dying to be accepted
Not the way they treated
Always wished their happiness
Even if they leave, in case
Why I wished I could die
Never got answers of my why
Wish they could collect me again
Understand that reoccurring pain
Wish things could be more clear
Feelings could be more sheer
Tried my very best to hold on
But felt like they wanted to be gone
Were my feelings really at sale?
Why did they hurt me like hell
I do know, I may be wrong
To the same planet I too belong
Wish they could do it the right way
Why do they think of just getting away
They know I can't live without them
All this thing might look as blame
Everytime I say a thing or I swear
Things might not be same as they appear
What if somehow I give up on this thing
They might not give a fuck and just fling
What if suicide comes in my mind
And then I find no one behind
What if I think a lot and get high
What if I wouldn't be able to hold on, and DIE?

Hope they would come to me and make me feel good
I never want to feel like been used...

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They ask me "why?"
I don't know why.
I never knew,
Neither will I.

I don't know what hurts,
don't know where it hurts.
For the questions you have, I have got no answers.

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Laughter

As I await your statement of doom
I feel my life filling with gloom
You say I will no longer run
Wheelchair-bound, life no longer fun

A child, so wild, now boring and tame
Somehow I know it will never be the same
Life goes on, day to day
The best doctors proclaim “a cripple, you'll forever stay”

Now as I sit and stare out the glass
Seeing all the free people pass
I yearn to get up and go
And join in with the everyday flow

I go to school, put up with the pain
Hoping that I don’t go insane
With all the whispers going around
It would be a miracle if I surface, perfectly sound

Emerging from my depression, a sound reaches my ear
A happy laughter from someone quite near
It’s a child, pointing at a clown
Making funny faces while upside down

It hits me with a resounding crash
Sadness is cured by laughter in a flash
Now it helps me get through every emotional flare
Laughter is near you, its standing right there

So just reach out and grab it, it’s just waiting for you
For me, I remember all the things it got me through
Now my life is no longer down
So bring in the joy, get rid of the frown

#poem #review #everyone | Editors notes: i wrote this when someone told me my laughter sounded like a cackling witch. this is Laughter 2.0

*Oh,How much I relish these days.*

Oh,How much I relish these days
I spend beneath my calming shade
Lost in a calming sweet daze
Watching sweetly as my troubles fade

With what shall I pair this,my dear
Oh,how much I wish you speech
Or a bit more beauty and calm to share
Envious I am,seeing your colors bleach
Reveling in your pretty blooms
Oh,if only you could do the grooms

What do I a man do in my case?
One who seems to have no place
Among his brothers whom he envy
Or among this flowery bevy

To where can a weak man flee
One who seeks to outrun his thought
Perhaps a few speckles of glee
Shall he build one like one I sought
One of stretched out skies
Larger than these with buzzing flies

How easily I am fooled
I detest my lonely shed
Much bigger I would be most pleased
It breeds my cranky mind
And leaves my feelings blind
So much for the soothe I find





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If I knew that it was the last time I was meeting you,
I would have never let you go.
If I knew that it was the last time I was staring at you,
I would have never blinked my eyes.
If I knew that it was the last time I was holding your hand,
I would have never let you take your hand away.
If I knew that it was the last time I was walking with you,
I would have never let the walk came to an end.
If I knew that it was the last time I was listening to your voice,
I would have never let you stop talking.
If I knew that it was the last time I was hugging you,
I would have never been apart from your embrace.
If I knew.....
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They ask me "why?"
I don't know why.
I never knew,
Neither will I.

I don't know what hurts,
don't know where it hurts.
For the questions you have, I have got no answers.

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When I saw you in the darkness
I feel happy whenever you come
You are not alone came with a wolf
When I feel upset
I talk with you
I feel I'm not alone
I have a good friend you and wolf
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