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My fingers scroll up and down to next
The bright light of them rest of my eyes
Life and memories rolls from east to west

My mind strolls here and there and rests
Some flashes shake my heart with pain
Some flares make me laugh and smile
Then life reminds where am I in this rush

My Tears rolls down for my yesterday
The days can not turn back
Its will be down the hill till the rest
Life is simple even in pain and joy
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As Humans

Each cliff knowing who fell,
Each meter knowing each circle of hell,
Dante hasten such knowledge well.
Beneath the appearance, the mind cell.

Dark who must be?
If i am not, true to me i won't,
But from this i flee,
Hard left, never to last long.

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You are that one thought that comes to my mind,
whenever I feel I need someone.

You are that one thought that comes to my mind.

You are that one beautiful feeling,
that wipes out all my worries.

You are that one sweet smile,
that fills in new spirit in my gloomy soul.

You are that one thought that comes to my mind.

You are that one companion,
that everyone dreams of.

You are that one flower,
that stays in full bloom though good and bad times.

You are that one thought that comes to my mind.

You are that Aroma,
that has tantalized my life.

You are an angel sent by god,
to radiate bliss in my life.

You are that one thought that comes to my mind.

You are that one dream,
which is FAR from me yet so near my heart.

You are the ONLY one,
and I have never met any other who is as bright as you are.

You are that one thought that ALWAYS comes to my mind.

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"Your brain is, from here, in your control now. You ride the chariot!

Your horses will fly again!

Higher than you'd ever imagine!.

You ride the chariot!

The world is your oyster!

It's you, who opened the doors for yourself!

It's you, who's going to make it large for others to see and go through.

Even if you, at any point seem to fail in your mission because of those who stayed blind or ignored to see you, you'll at least die in peace for your efforts.

But you'll ride the chariot,

For you have that responsibility,

You'll ride the chariot,

For you have us watching you,

You'll ride the chariot,

For the strength you've around you,

You'll ride the chariot,

For everyone who sacrificed himself for you,

You'll ride the chariot again,

For you're your own creator,

You'll ride the chariot again,

For the light that falls on you,

You'll ride the chariot again,

For the particle you that dwells in you,

You'll ride the chariot again,

For every time you have fallen harder,

You'll ride the chariot again,

For every one you lifted up and treated with respect,

You'll ride the chariot,

For every quest you've gone wrong,

You'll ride the chariot,

For every bright and every dark side that dwells in you.

You'll ride the chariot,

To do it all over again,

You'll ride the chariot,

To guide the force,

You'll ride the chariot,

For everything you are capable of,

You'll ride the chariot,

For you can become the light,

For you are the key,

Key to take yourself out of every calamity and thrive,

Key to attain that being of focus,

You are and you will always ride the chariot, no matter where, in which form you will be.

For dimensions are not easy to deal with,

Unified voice is what you are for.

Silence...

Silence...

When you know where you are headed,

Just don't look back anymore,

You know you've finally begun,

Looking back will affect your speed,

So stop looking back anymore.

Look for a pattern in chaos.

Thousand moons will pass by,

But don't forget to count the sun,

For there lies the reason.

Thousand lies will prevail,

But don't forget to count the truth,

For their lies the end of all arguments.

Thousand bricks will be made out of a mountain,

But don't forget to count the mountain.

For their lies the source of why we all started.

Billions of stars will be shining,

But don't forget to look down at your feet.

For their lies the answer to where we all started.

Horses are flying, my friend! Horses are flying!"

What if the whole point of the world is to become one. To be one giant copacetic working mechanism in search of a higher truth. And, until we become one, we just float aimlessly through space waiting for this singular organism to mature and connect to other planets and galaxies in what appears to be an eternal network. Then, once sync'd, it grows into something marvelous, say a Human Being. We could quite literally be the developmental stages of an organism greater than ourselves?

You're the universe experiencing itself over and over again! 

What if a fraction of your genes, in the form of DNA information is being transferred from your ancient civilization, somewhere in a perfectly timed manner into you. The reason behind a thought such as you, are being constantly replaced and built on something or someone who once survived, is still surviving and will continue surviving, maybe looking for answers in some part of the universe in the least? And you're continuously interacting with it without your consent whereas you, individually are too weak to get the response or the information reflected back to you? Maybe that's where the "collective consciousness" comes into play. 

What if, the self founded you is just nothing but an insignificant bundle of information being carried forward towards a grand simulated patterns but, is everything when revived with the collectively conscious channels of connection with the world around you?

The thought which makes you, YOU! is the very thought that's being carried forward for some time now, in the least by reviving yourself with something you think is perfectly different. 

What if the information you try to sow into the world is nothing but the fraction of information that's perfectly arranged to reach you in the form of some invisible bundle of energy and once thought further about, is being ready to be carried forward? 

#review #philosophy

|NOTHING IN PROMPTICULAR|
DAY 12
CONDITION : Adventure
PROMPT: He was so tired. When he jolted himself away for a third time, he was face to face with the headlights….

“Oh brother!” He collapsed to the ground.

“You’re not going to fool me you little fudge!” His burly pursuer growled while standing over the young man on the road.

The driver of the car spoke up, “Boss, that’s him? The one who punked you?”

Billy didn’t move. All that running had sucked the air out of him. The boss ignored his driver's question and barked a command. “Load him up! After today he won’t be caught dead walking these streets.”

“I’ll run him over, he’s pretty dead anyway.” The driver's suggestion attracted a glare from the boss.

Getting the message, he scurried out of the car to pick Billy off the ground.

“Let go of me you bald penguin.” Billy protested with wriggling, kicking and flailing arms. By now it was clear that his faint was a sham.

“ I told you he was a no-good trickster!” The boss said as he stationed himself beside Billy in the back seat.

The passers-by walked on unmoved. It wasn’t right to get into anyone’s dealings. No one could snitch. No one wanted stitches. The drive begun…

“Billy, Billy, Billy. Thought you could run forever?” The boss begun.

“Yes I did, men your size shouldn’t move that fast.” Billy answered

“Still got some mouth I see.” The boss replied and grabbed Billy’s slender neck.

“Y…yes and I like my neck too!” Billy managed on depleting air. He wasn’t prepared for this much punishment in one night. People pursued him in the past but he stayed a step ahead. This time however, he had nowhere to go.

The boss was still not letting go. Billy was off balance. He couldn’t counter. Not with a punch or slap. Not even an eye poke at least.

The boss squeezed harder and with his last conscious breath, Billy spat a load of mouth juice.

Unconventional but it created some separation.

“You dirty rat! You spit your slobber in my face?” The boss flared up and drove his fist into Billy's face. Billy’s head jammed the window and bounced into the driver's seat. His pointy nose was flattened by the impact.

“Let me at him boss! I want to pummel him too.” The driver begged.

Another fist flew into Billy’s side. His gasp propelled blood droplets out his mouth. The boss wasn’t done. A thundering right to Billy’s stomach left him hunched. He fell forward, hugging the boss before another huge blow was ready.

His dazed eyes met the aggressor’s fiery face squarely…

“D…don’t hit m…my stomach” His words were voiceless because his body was empty of air.

The boss shoved him into the bloodied window. “YOU DON’T TELL ME WHAT TO DO!”

He unleashed another damning right into Billy’s midsection.
“I told yo...” Billy threw up in all directions.

“My eyes! He got some in my eyes!” the boss growled with disgust. His face and torso were covered in the muck. The driver jammed the breaks, “You puked on the boss?!” He turned and launched a punch.

Billy swerved but went face first into the puke coated backseat. “Oh, I’m going to…” a second round of his internal garbage was shot out. This time, nailing the driver just as good.

He bolted out of the car. His adrenaline took him as far as an alleyway dumpster. He had to leave town. He was no longer safe with those two around. Billy knew however that he wasn’t going to give up on pickpocketing.

Three months later…

Turning the corner, Billy bumped into someone. Billy took two steps more and hollered, “Eyes under your feet?!”

The man stopped and turned to face Billy. An ominous smile lingered on his face…
“So we meet again…Billy “two barf” Jacobs.”

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DESPAIR

And once again,She saw herself
in one of those moments
where she literally hated everyone,
even those whom she loved or admired.
Silently she just collapsed on her bed, locking her room,
trying to be invisible.
She felt sick and lonely ,and once again
she was avoiding everyone
even her own thoughts.

There's pain everywhere,
Physically ,mentally and emotionally
She's broken
All that's happening is pain
Yet there are no injuries
Visible enough to make others understand.

Tired of being happy,
Tired of being cheerful,
Tired of listening to everyone,
Tired of everything,
Realising that the world actually sucks
And no matter how much she tries
to create an illusion
of a World she wants
The bubble of illusions would burst
She closed her eyes
Trying to fall asleep
So that in her dreams
She finds the life she deserved
And undo the stuffs that traumatized her
She wishes the dream never ends,
She hopes never to wake up.

Strange how nobody
ever knows the real u!
How the things that haunt u is so insignificant for others.
How ur feeling unwell
is just overreaction for some.
And there's nothing anyone can do.
© Warisha Taj
#review #poetry

If there'll be a time
When there won't be food
And a man were to keep my life
By feeding me his flesh
My love for him still
Won't have weigh than a dust,
If my love for my prophet
Would weigh as a mountain.

#AhmadMusa #poem #review

#review #poetry #for just friend
My secret crush
I think about you everyday
I plan out wht to say
You have no idea, you have no clue
Just how much think about you
I try not to share, I try not to hide
I try not to show that I have always lied
If I had told you before
Perhaps you might not be the same.
I want to tell you how I feel
But voice inside make me hush.
So I keep it down inside my heart.
Hoping that nothing falls apart
Where ever you go. my heart will follow you
But sadly, ever only I will know
I hope my heart will never be broken
All because of my love unspoken... ❤️

So is the beauty in life,
So is the cruelty amongst us.
Somewhere in this so called world,
So is the perspective uncurled.

#danjo #review #poem

So is the beauty in life,
So is the cruelty amongst us.
Somewhere in this so called world,
So is the perspective uncurled.

#danjo #review #poem

‘ 'I hope death comes to you, shortly. I’m tired of listening to your curse words all the time'. That’s what her daughter uttered, before her mother committed suicide.’

‘Oh my god! And how do you know she said these words?’ I asked.

‘When the staffs were putting her mother’s body, in the ambulance, she was crying saying all that. Confronting, it was her mistake, because of which her mother died.’

‘Just this? I mean, no one is this much weak. There must be some other things, too!’

‘The family, to be honest, wasn’t a happy family. They often fought at night— the husband, his wife, and the only daughter of the two of them. I’m not making any assumptions here. As, whenever they fought, they were quite loud with their words. And it often reached my place.’

‘But?’

‘Look, I don’t exactly know what the reality is. But her daughter was nice. Whenever her parents fought with each other, she always tried to resolve the matter. 'Why can’t you two stop fighting?' these were the words I oft-times heard. That shows she was mature even at this tender age.’

‘How old was she?’

‘She was in 11th form. So you can probably guess. Tenth class, 96%. Quite an elite student, you know.’

‘Hm.’ I said. ‘She said all of that, in anger, and now she’s going to regret it for the rest of her life.’

‘Totally.’

‘And that’s why, you know, no matter how uncontrollable the situation is, you have to gulp down your anger like a bitter tonic. Not for anyone, but for your own good.’ I said.

‘You do that?’

‘I try my level best. Because, you know, with anger, there comes a word called regret alongside with it. And I don’t want to say anything in anger, that I’d regret for the rest of my life.’

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If only i could slit my throat

I could end the misery withhold

Crawling under my skin are the agonies i face

Maybe it's the same or somewhat different in your case

Don't you hold your breath and no need to cry

Cause waiting for the death is the best way to die.....

#danjo #review #poem

Psycho
I am different
I don't have any parent
Like her who sits next to you
Like to the narcissist next to you
Society says I'm a psychopath
But I've never taken the wrong path
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It's hard to keep up with the pace of life, so I towed mine with you.

#danjo #review #random

Title- brother is life

I know we have fought each other
But you're my best brother
Sometimes when I feel sad
You say, are you mad??

A brother who always tease you
But never want to hurt to you,
For sister, he can fight to everyone
For sis, your smile is like a sun,

A person who stands with you every time
And give an order, like a prime,
Who can do everything for your laugh
And share every food half-half,

When he is staying near your side
Darkness will stay far and hide,
The life is filled with the light
The light seems very bright,

You're the best gift given by the lord
With whom I never feel bored,
Which the fight is always a lesson for me
And you say, don't bother me,

You'll grow like by leaps and bounds
Security always stay with you around,
Live is a name of ups and down
You're your family crown,

Without brother, everything is lorn
Parents were happy when you were born,
You always keep smile is my wish
I want to stay always like your sis.

#writerpen #poetry #review
Note- by leaps and bounds means very rapidly

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#poetry
#everyone
#inspo_art

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I need a librarian.

Part 1👆👆

He was studying about meat, sounds bizarre but in Assam there are certain courses that way. Summon he was a heavily built, plump sweet man all though the inner desires had made him grow wild still he was a gentleman inside with a small moustache and beard rounding his chubby cheeks and a small tail of hairs hanging behind while others  tied in a pun upside.


On the very next day his friend fell sick not because of those bats in particular to be frank but the reason was a vegan man turning into a non vegetarian to extinguish his inner gravy's desire was behind this.




He was not just sick but seriously sick nausea, vomiting were the symptoms. Nirmali, a doctor, resided just another door from Summon's house. It was about six past half in the morning. Summon was always on a ride to different states to check on different tongue tastes so he hardly had ever had any conversation with her.


He was forced to fly to her doors, she was on the terrace doing yoga, Nirmali was a mid aged woman married with a cute little child. She was a fit lady, with the greyish outfit and a band over her head she was at the peak of her beauty. She was pale in color with her bosom half obscured Summon was literally in love with her in seconds but he had to take her to his house.


"Hello" he said in a gentle voice

After having a word she got up swifter than any lady and went to his home. She examined his friend, according to her he was not serious, just a bit indigestion some medicinal pills would work great. When she was ready to depart Summon asked her about the fees.


"What's your fees mam" he asked bending bit down as he was too tall to look into her eyes.


" Ki bolche tumi, Aare no no, No money it's ok we are neighbours" she said with a smile winding her face.


"AARE na mam, would you like me to give you a meat party btw I am a cook and a meat specialist " he told her further adding the fact about his meat club.


" Oh meat club sounds interesting " she said in a very authentic assamese accent " What is this?"


" I am doing a study in meat. So I try different types of meat to be simple. I invite you for pleasure mam( maam was what he actually said). Today in the evening is it ok?"


" Oook, ook " she said with hesitation but later happily gave a smile.


Summon all the day jumped with happiness, he was in a dilemma what food should he serve her, he was determined to make food out of his own hands. Should he cook some chicken but later dropped because it was too common.
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APOLOGY
To every soul existing,
I just want to say,
I understand that you are trying to live your life your way,
And I know there are things that spoil your day,
And with all those dilemmas and thoughts on a bed I see u lay,
Trust me I wanted to come and say 'hey'
When I saw u crying yesterday,
But I know u wanted people to stay away.

I just want to say sorry on behalf of humans who have used ur innocence to play and who think your heart was made up of clay so that once they are bored they can throw it away.

#review #poetry

Which way we're going to take, let you decide the future we make.
Even if we're separated by seas, only you'll have access to my heart through your keys.
Don't you dare ever leave me alone, we'll only separate if one of us is gone.

#danjo #review #random

||And I walk alone||

And I walk alone on the titled road
Reminiscent of the times when the angels spoke
The reality of my life lies in its shroud
I hallucinate as my illusions surround
The little life that I have yet to live
The fascinating disguise that I am yet to give
I clown over my misery as if it would lie
My happy memories beg to let them cry
Yet I put on my favourite mask
Living the moments that are yet to pass
I wait for my old heart to come back
I crowd over the souls of my own pack

And I walk alone on the titled road
Wandering away from the reality it holds
I sleep as if I won't ever be awake
I have the best dream one could bake
I look behind me over the footprints I leave
The people and moments that I weaved
I raise my hand to swim in death so broad
And I walk alone on the titled road.

I breathe the poison in the air
Remembering it's truth and flair
I fear my soul being flown away with the wind
The ink on my book fades away like my footprint
I rub my hands for warmth
I try to see the hints the angels prompt
I put my name up on the death board
And I walk alone on the titled road.

#review #poetry #Saviour