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POVERTY
He realized everyone around him was struggling with poverty.
For the child who gave one bucks in the morning,
Poverty was the inability to go on an excursion with her classmates.
For the old man who turned his face away,
Poverty was the insufficiency of money to buy the liquor for the night.
For the boy who walked away without paying attension,
Poverty was the inability to afford for a bike.
For the businessman who unwittingly handed over 100 bucks,
Poverty was the struggle to build the third storey of his two storey house.
At night, he alone, ate only a little food provided by someone and slept on the footpath rich.
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POVERTY
He realized everyone around him was struggling with poverty.
For the child who gave one bucks in the morning,
Poverty was the inability to go on an excursion with her classmates.
For the old man who turned his face away,
Poverty was the insufficiency of money to buy the liquor for the night.
For the boy who walked away without paying attension,
Poverty was the inability to afford for a bike.
For the businessman who unwittingly handed over 100 bucks,
Poverty was the struggle to build the third storey of his two storey house.
At night, he alone, ate only a little food provided by someone and slept on the footpath rich.
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Love if can be understood can't be
It's the truth we both know but refuse to see
not that our hearts are too callous to feel
But the 'I miss you' is too big of a deal
Tell me how do you sleep every night
Knowing that a heart aches for you miles away
Wonder it's not a lot for you to say Hi
Knowing that the life in me is beginning to fade
You took my hand although I acted so tough and you made me touch your soul
I knew it will be difficult for me to give up
the things you will ask me to hold
Your photograph speaks to me on my lonely nights
In one hand a cigarette, in the other a whiskey glass
Your old texts on my screen, flashbacks in front of my eyes
I am hurting inside though I smile through all my cracks
We are not to be blamed but only to be in love
How could we have known life has its own plans
As I take your name in every prayer I send above
Wish my heart had turned to stone before it slipped from your hands
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It's the truth we both know but refuse to see
not that our hearts are too callous to feel
But the 'I miss you' is too big of a deal
Tell me how do you sleep every night
Knowing that a heart aches for you miles away
Wonder it's not a lot for you to say Hi
Knowing that the life in me is beginning to fade
You took my hand although I acted so tough and you made me touch your soul
I knew it will be difficult for me to give up
the things you will ask me to hold
Your photograph speaks to me on my lonely nights
In one hand a cigarette, in the other a whiskey glass
Your old texts on my screen, flashbacks in front of my eyes
I am hurting inside though I smile through all my cracks
We are not to be blamed but only to be in love
How could we have known life has its own plans
As I take your name in every prayer I send above
Wish my heart had turned to stone before it slipped from your hands
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Love
Through the ocean of time,
I found an angel meant to be mine
It was a long journey with many rides.
Many ups i cannot count,
And so many downs i can't recount.
Love is the gum that binds you to your deeds,
It is finding happiness even in a dangerous sea.
A delicate power that keeps you alive
The only storm you cannot do without.
My soul have been apart for so long,
Then you came with a touch so strong
Powerful enough to bring back this soul so lost
Just like an angel, you're the only one i want.
Like a bee without a sting,
Only you bring a smile to my face.
If i don't have you in my life, what would i do?
I'll be broken, lost, finished without a redo.
Love me like I do to you
Be the song that my heart will always listen to
Be the angel that I see,
Give me the love money can't buy.
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Through the ocean of time,
I found an angel meant to be mine
It was a long journey with many rides.
Many ups i cannot count,
And so many downs i can't recount.
Love is the gum that binds you to your deeds,
It is finding happiness even in a dangerous sea.
A delicate power that keeps you alive
The only storm you cannot do without.
My soul have been apart for so long,
Then you came with a touch so strong
Powerful enough to bring back this soul so lost
Just like an angel, you're the only one i want.
Like a bee without a sting,
Only you bring a smile to my face.
If i don't have you in my life, what would i do?
I'll be broken, lost, finished without a redo.
Love me like I do to you
Be the song that my heart will always listen to
Be the angel that I see,
Give me the love money can't buy.
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|N. I.P|
DAY 24
PROMPT:Your cell phone rings with an unknown number.You answer and the voice on the other end says, “I’m the sister that you didn’t know you had. Want to know more?”
"Wow! Of course I want to know more. I hope you'll talk about the wife I didn't know I had, my mystery grandchildren and my patience which I clearly don't have. Get off my line. Frigging scam!"
Life at his new job was rosy. He never quite got hold of any petals though. The thorns stabbed him everywhere he turned. First his boss, then his clammy workmate who kept stinking up the office with gruesome farts.
He was the butt of every joke. Every shade was thrown flabby physique and his extra padded rump. He started out believing the body shaming would stop...Now he had learnt to let it all bounce off him.
His messy hair, unevenly buttoned shirt and deep frown showed how nice his life was going.
"Tsk, at least her voice was compensation enough, why do the good ones get rotten all the time?" He said shoving his phone into his pocket once more.
Ben felt something. He felt a weight leave his heart. He felt this buzz within. It spilled over onto his poopy droopy face. He found himself smiling. Smiling to himself?
He was suddenly at peace. Shockingly!
He almost felt nimble.
What was happening?!
...
Unlocking his door-the best part of his day. It won him a free ticket to do a trust fall. His beloved friend always caught him. His bed was ever reliable.
He'd take off his clothes later. Much much later. Cuddling his pillow did him good. It gave him a glimpse of what love would feel like.
His phone started singing. He cussed a bit at the person who had chosen the worst to call him.
That number!
"Oh come on! Which scam calls twice?"
He dropped the crying phone on his bedside table. He couldn't be bothered.
"Pick up the phone, pick up the phone, pick up the phone."
Someone was speaking. With one voice, yet many. The room was silent yet the commands grew louder. His fingers dug into the sides of his head to block his ears. He squirmed restlessly, rolling from side to side. He was doing all it took to displace the voices from his head. They just wouldn't leave!
He sat up on his bed and exploded. "Shut up! Whoever you are!! Get out of my head!!!!"
His roar sent quivers through the walls of his house. He had emptied his belly of pent up frustration.
There was silence.
Slowly, he freed his ears. Letting down his hands. Listening to see if he had really scared away the voice...His attention quickly shifted to his phone. There was something about that number.
"I give up. Look behind you."
He read off the screen.
With apprehension, he eyeballed his screen some more.None of his softwares showed texts that way.
"Look behind you? Oh me?OH...ME." He gulped.
His shirt clung to his skin,cold sweat broke everywhere.His nervous itch broke out.But he couldn't scratch...someone.Or something. It was there. Behind him. Breathing on his neck.
He turned instantly with fists readied and eyes screwed shut. His fists were for covering his face. The twenty four year old man was on the edge of pissing his pants.
"Hey. You talk pretty tough but you can't handle a visitor?"
His his lips stopped quivering. The voice. The scam's beautiful beautiful voice. The scam was in his room?!
Her palms. Supple beyond anything he'd felt, touched his threatening fists. The sensation caused his eyes to flutter open.
"Who...are... you?"
She flashed a white set of perfect teeth, puckered up and leaned in. Her forehead, a symbol lit up on it. White radiant light. Growing more intense as she closed in.
She planted her lips. He was perplexed in every way. She kissed his nose?!
Before his tongue could express disgust, her forehead met his...
Radiance all around. He couldn't even force his eyes open. Something was happening. She exhaled and withdrew wearing the brightest smile. His eyes flew open..
"Fairies exist? My father didn't die in a car crash? He's the King of the fairies?!"
She nodded in amusement. He had so much to learn...
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CONDITION: Fantasy
DAY 24
PROMPT:Your cell phone rings with an unknown number.You answer and the voice on the other end says, “I’m the sister that you didn’t know you had. Want to know more?”
"Wow! Of course I want to know more. I hope you'll talk about the wife I didn't know I had, my mystery grandchildren and my patience which I clearly don't have. Get off my line. Frigging scam!"
Life at his new job was rosy. He never quite got hold of any petals though. The thorns stabbed him everywhere he turned. First his boss, then his clammy workmate who kept stinking up the office with gruesome farts.
He was the butt of every joke. Every shade was thrown flabby physique and his extra padded rump. He started out believing the body shaming would stop...Now he had learnt to let it all bounce off him.
His messy hair, unevenly buttoned shirt and deep frown showed how nice his life was going.
"Tsk, at least her voice was compensation enough, why do the good ones get rotten all the time?" He said shoving his phone into his pocket once more.
Ben felt something. He felt a weight leave his heart. He felt this buzz within. It spilled over onto his poopy droopy face. He found himself smiling. Smiling to himself?
He was suddenly at peace. Shockingly!
He almost felt nimble.
What was happening?!
...
Unlocking his door-the best part of his day. It won him a free ticket to do a trust fall. His beloved friend always caught him. His bed was ever reliable.
He'd take off his clothes later. Much much later. Cuddling his pillow did him good. It gave him a glimpse of what love would feel like.
His phone started singing. He cussed a bit at the person who had chosen the worst to call him.
That number!
"Oh come on! Which scam calls twice?"
He dropped the crying phone on his bedside table. He couldn't be bothered.
"Pick up the phone, pick up the phone, pick up the phone."
Someone was speaking. With one voice, yet many. The room was silent yet the commands grew louder. His fingers dug into the sides of his head to block his ears. He squirmed restlessly, rolling from side to side. He was doing all it took to displace the voices from his head. They just wouldn't leave!
He sat up on his bed and exploded. "Shut up! Whoever you are!! Get out of my head!!!!"
His roar sent quivers through the walls of his house. He had emptied his belly of pent up frustration.
There was silence.
Slowly, he freed his ears. Letting down his hands. Listening to see if he had really scared away the voice...His attention quickly shifted to his phone. There was something about that number.
"I give up. Look behind you."
He read off the screen.
With apprehension, he eyeballed his screen some more.None of his softwares showed texts that way.
"Look behind you? Oh me?OH...ME." He gulped.
His shirt clung to his skin,cold sweat broke everywhere.His nervous itch broke out.But he couldn't scratch...someone.Or something. It was there. Behind him. Breathing on his neck.
He turned instantly with fists readied and eyes screwed shut. His fists were for covering his face. The twenty four year old man was on the edge of pissing his pants.
"Hey. You talk pretty tough but you can't handle a visitor?"
His his lips stopped quivering. The voice. The scam's beautiful beautiful voice. The scam was in his room?!
Her palms. Supple beyond anything he'd felt, touched his threatening fists. The sensation caused his eyes to flutter open.
"Who...are... you?"
She flashed a white set of perfect teeth, puckered up and leaned in. Her forehead, a symbol lit up on it. White radiant light. Growing more intense as she closed in.
She planted her lips. He was perplexed in every way. She kissed his nose?!
Before his tongue could express disgust, her forehead met his...
Radiance all around. He couldn't even force his eyes open. Something was happening. She exhaled and withdrew wearing the brightest smile. His eyes flew open..
"Fairies exist? My father didn't die in a car crash? He's the King of the fairies?!"
She nodded in amusement. He had so much to learn...
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CONDITION: Fantasy
A Good Morning!
The hands of sweet delicate shevari
Laid on her eyelids,
As she smiled,
With her dropped chin,
The lazy oh! So lazy,
This night was,
Within cotton hands,
She held my embrace,
Laughed on us,
That bird, those trees,
The silk of her breath,
On my clumsy heart,
I drank till the last,
Last drop of that sweet delight,
And she opened!
Like sun comes , breaking
The sheet of night,
Like a bud newly,set
It's aim on the very hight,
She opened!
The dots, those circles
around two, those white fairies.
A Blake knight protecting,
The dreams within, resting!
Oh, she opened!,
As the water droplets,
For the first time,
Jump from the sky,
Oh, she opened!, she opened her eyes!
And I caught the blurry morning,
The very first of her sight,
The only.
With my barren lips.
Like this earth spread her arms,
Every time, each day,
To catch every and each droplet,
That jumps from the sky.
To submit his self ,
In the sovereign her keep,
And she loves, and loves,
To the end, till the end.
#vaishaliarya
#review
Shevari* - Name of an Indian tree.that grow flowers, are mostly sweet in taste.
The hands of sweet delicate shevari
Laid on her eyelids,
As she smiled,
With her dropped chin,
The lazy oh! So lazy,
This night was,
Within cotton hands,
She held my embrace,
Laughed on us,
That bird, those trees,
The silk of her breath,
On my clumsy heart,
I drank till the last,
Last drop of that sweet delight,
And she opened!
Like sun comes , breaking
The sheet of night,
Like a bud newly,set
It's aim on the very hight,
She opened!
The dots, those circles
around two, those white fairies.
A Blake knight protecting,
The dreams within, resting!
Oh, she opened!,
As the water droplets,
For the first time,
Jump from the sky,
Oh, she opened!, she opened her eyes!
And I caught the blurry morning,
The very first of her sight,
The only.
With my barren lips.
Like this earth spread her arms,
Every time, each day,
To catch every and each droplet,
That jumps from the sky.
To submit his self ,
In the sovereign her keep,
And she loves, and loves,
To the end, till the end.
#vaishaliarya
#review
Shevari* - Name of an Indian tree.that grow flowers, are mostly sweet in taste.
i once buried a love.
that was still breathing.
so now i hold on.
to everything.
that is already dead.
🖤
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that was still breathing.
so now i hold on.
to everything.
that is already dead.
🖤
#review #feelings #yourreview
It's very easy to forget the purpose for which you live everyday. For what you wake up in the morning and in the next moment you pick up your phone and get lost browsing through stuff that's irrelevant to your life and your dreams.
Dont we all love to dodge the curveballs life throws at us telling ourselves that we will start tomorrow but tomorrow never comes and the 5 minute motivation speech quietly slips under the rug. Don't we forget how much we cried when we didn't get what we wanted and what we slogged for and finally when the results were out, they didn't call upon our name.
We know what needs to be done and yet we are always in two minds over our next step. We are caught up between our wishful thinking and the need to wake up from our fantasies. We know what needs to be done yet here we are scrolling through our feed silently comparing or desiring for a life that's very much within our reach but needs stepping out of our comfort zone a little.
When do we plan to make this life worth its blood, sweat and tears? When will we ever think that we need to use our head at times when shit needs to get done and there will be plenty of time and life left to run wild through the fields of barley or dance to the tune of raindrops.
Wake up.
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Dont we all love to dodge the curveballs life throws at us telling ourselves that we will start tomorrow but tomorrow never comes and the 5 minute motivation speech quietly slips under the rug. Don't we forget how much we cried when we didn't get what we wanted and what we slogged for and finally when the results were out, they didn't call upon our name.
We know what needs to be done and yet we are always in two minds over our next step. We are caught up between our wishful thinking and the need to wake up from our fantasies. We know what needs to be done yet here we are scrolling through our feed silently comparing or desiring for a life that's very much within our reach but needs stepping out of our comfort zone a little.
When do we plan to make this life worth its blood, sweat and tears? When will we ever think that we need to use our head at times when shit needs to get done and there will be plenty of time and life left to run wild through the fields of barley or dance to the tune of raindrops.
Wake up.
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White Lilies
This frail, frail world of mine
Flitting as a blink in a life time of vision beauty fitting for the underworld
Pored our, drowning.
As a flower blooms to wilt,
I breath only temporarily
Would it be foolish to wish
its blossoms once more?
For my soul yearns the light of spring
In the deepest volume of winter.
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This frail, frail world of mine
Flitting as a blink in a life time of vision beauty fitting for the underworld
Pored our, drowning.
As a flower blooms to wilt,
I breath only temporarily
Would it be foolish to wish
its blossoms once more?
For my soul yearns the light of spring
In the deepest volume of winter.
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You belong with me
I saw you there , and fell in love
For expressing my feelings ,I don't have words enough.
The way you smile the way you talk,
You're on my mind round-the-clock
The kinda a guy you are
Is what everyone wants.
Thought of getting apart
Is something which haunts,
You have World's most contagious smile
After seeing it, catching my breathe takes a while.
Your shimmering eyes, your impeccable lips
I love their touch on my fingers tips.
Caressing your hair makes my day
I know everything is temporary ,but you're here to stay.
Fighting with you makes me cry and it hurts me every time you lie
Still no matter what happens I Don't wanna lose you before I die.
You're my life you're the one
When I've you , I need no one.
I love you for who you are
I ain't no gold digger who wants your money or car
Days will pass and our love will become stronger
I really can't wait to marry you any longer
Thanks for coming in my life and making it blissful
Don't worry, ain't going anywhere will always be there for making yours more stressful
Poem for love birds which might make your significant other smile.
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I saw you there , and fell in love
For expressing my feelings ,I don't have words enough.
The way you smile the way you talk,
You're on my mind round-the-clock
The kinda a guy you are
Is what everyone wants.
Thought of getting apart
Is something which haunts,
You have World's most contagious smile
After seeing it, catching my breathe takes a while.
Your shimmering eyes, your impeccable lips
I love their touch on my fingers tips.
Caressing your hair makes my day
I know everything is temporary ,but you're here to stay.
Fighting with you makes me cry and it hurts me every time you lie
Still no matter what happens I Don't wanna lose you before I die.
You're my life you're the one
When I've you , I need no one.
I love you for who you are
I ain't no gold digger who wants your money or car
Days will pass and our love will become stronger
I really can't wait to marry you any longer
Thanks for coming in my life and making it blissful
Don't worry, ain't going anywhere will always be there for making yours more stressful
Poem for love birds which might make your significant other smile.
#review #poetry #muskan
#review #poem #meredith
I don't belong here.
I belong to the wild,
where the trees grow flawlessly
and the winds blow high
I belong to that place
where creatures are kind,
where there are no signed margins
separating black and white.
I wanna escape of men
and their selfish lives.
They kill each other in vain,
their souls are all marked with lies.
I'm meant to live among deers,
I'm meant to be in the unknown,
I'm ashamed of being called human,
society is no longer home.
In my blood there are no traces
of cruelty, lust, thirst of gold.
What runs through my veins is the essence
of forests, seas, mountain tops.
All I need are clear cascades,
cliffsides, orchids, hidden trails.
I don't need money to be happy.
Neither I need fame.
If only humans could notice
fondness is prettier than screens,
but they are too busy with gadgets
to see beauty in little things.
I don't belong here.
I belong to the wild.
I'm going back to my roots.
There is where I wish to die.
I don't belong here.
I belong to the wild,
where the trees grow flawlessly
and the winds blow high
I belong to that place
where creatures are kind,
where there are no signed margins
separating black and white.
I wanna escape of men
and their selfish lives.
They kill each other in vain,
their souls are all marked with lies.
I'm meant to live among deers,
I'm meant to be in the unknown,
I'm ashamed of being called human,
society is no longer home.
In my blood there are no traces
of cruelty, lust, thirst of gold.
What runs through my veins is the essence
of forests, seas, mountain tops.
All I need are clear cascades,
cliffsides, orchids, hidden trails.
I don't need money to be happy.
Neither I need fame.
If only humans could notice
fondness is prettier than screens,
but they are too busy with gadgets
to see beauty in little things.
I don't belong here.
I belong to the wild.
I'm going back to my roots.
There is where I wish to die.
|NOTHING IN PROMPTICULAR|
DAY 25
PROMPT: You’ve had a really rotten year financially. Your friends give you nice gifts, but you can’t afford it. What do you do?
CONDITION: N/A
"Francis! I've had enough of this! Get your broke behind up in here. RIGHT NOW!"
"Hun, chill, what's with the yelling?"
"What's with the yelling? What did you promise me?"
"Erm, that I'd brush my teeth twice a day?"
"We know how that's going." She countered, rolling her eyes at him.
"Francis, you promised we were going to have a quiet Christmas this year. With nothing fancy."
"Oh, Brie, what's fancy about this year? We couldn't even get a Christmas tree."
"You mean, what's not fancy. Look at the things your friends gave you!"
"They gave me. Me didn't ask. Me didn't beg. What's your deal? Woman!"
His caveman impression gave clear signals. Brie didn't want to ruffle his feathers. The year had done enough of that.
"Francis." She said softly.
"Brie, I'm sorry. Let's sit and talk?"
"I'd love that." She said as she moved in for a snuggle.
They continued in the lonely couch.
"Francis. Carl bought you that expensive watch. Ronan brought you three kegs of beer."
"Yes Brie, and Diamond bought me the new fishing pole I was crazy about."
"Phil bought you the gaming console. To help you waste time with a smile on your face."
"Don't blaspheme against my gaming habits."
"And what's with the silly face."
She poked his nose. He used the classic wink that won her over.
"Francis! Don't wink. You look sillier."
"Haha, says the one who fell for it."
"For real now, what are you getting them. You can't just take and not give."
"I could take a loan?"
"Tsk, says the guy who neck deep in debt. About that, when are you paying me?"
"Oh Brie, what you gave in cash, I gave back, in another form."
"In another form?"
"Just like I did last night." Two winks and a naughty smile followed.
"Oh Francis! And you totally have to see the doctor about your wink."
"Brie! Eureka! Remember the time the doctor took flesh from my leg to patch up my hand?"
"Yeah...what are you getting at?
"What if I give away the things I got. Like Diamond gets the console for her son. Ronan can go fishing with the pole. Phil gets one keg of beer."
"Hey. And what happens to the two other kegs?" She cut in.
"It took time for my leg to heal after the doctor took flesh from it. The two kegs of beer will heal my soul."
"Interesting, so you're deciding to give away all your stuff?"
"All my stuff? No. I have more valuable things left."
"Valuable things like?"
"My lovely wife and a piece of turkey in the refrigerator."
She blushed, leaned in and planted something nice on his mouth. A consoling hug came next and her words followed.
"Francis, I love you. You're the best thing a woman could have, rotten year and all."
He dug his head into her bossom and whispered.
"The turkey is the most valuable thing to me."
"Well your breath stinks!You're sleeping in the couch. Francis!"
And thus ended the magical day of Christmas.
The end.
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DAY 25
PROMPT: You’ve had a really rotten year financially. Your friends give you nice gifts, but you can’t afford it. What do you do?
CONDITION: N/A
"Francis! I've had enough of this! Get your broke behind up in here. RIGHT NOW!"
"Hun, chill, what's with the yelling?"
"What's with the yelling? What did you promise me?"
"Erm, that I'd brush my teeth twice a day?"
"We know how that's going." She countered, rolling her eyes at him.
"Francis, you promised we were going to have a quiet Christmas this year. With nothing fancy."
"Oh, Brie, what's fancy about this year? We couldn't even get a Christmas tree."
"You mean, what's not fancy. Look at the things your friends gave you!"
"They gave me. Me didn't ask. Me didn't beg. What's your deal? Woman!"
His caveman impression gave clear signals. Brie didn't want to ruffle his feathers. The year had done enough of that.
"Francis." She said softly.
"Brie, I'm sorry. Let's sit and talk?"
"I'd love that." She said as she moved in for a snuggle.
They continued in the lonely couch.
"Francis. Carl bought you that expensive watch. Ronan brought you three kegs of beer."
"Yes Brie, and Diamond bought me the new fishing pole I was crazy about."
"Phil bought you the gaming console. To help you waste time with a smile on your face."
"Don't blaspheme against my gaming habits."
"And what's with the silly face."
She poked his nose. He used the classic wink that won her over.
"Francis! Don't wink. You look sillier."
"Haha, says the one who fell for it."
"For real now, what are you getting them. You can't just take and not give."
"I could take a loan?"
"Tsk, says the guy who neck deep in debt. About that, when are you paying me?"
"Oh Brie, what you gave in cash, I gave back, in another form."
"In another form?"
"Just like I did last night." Two winks and a naughty smile followed.
"Oh Francis! And you totally have to see the doctor about your wink."
"Brie! Eureka! Remember the time the doctor took flesh from my leg to patch up my hand?"
"Yeah...what are you getting at?
"What if I give away the things I got. Like Diamond gets the console for her son. Ronan can go fishing with the pole. Phil gets one keg of beer."
"Hey. And what happens to the two other kegs?" She cut in.
"It took time for my leg to heal after the doctor took flesh from it. The two kegs of beer will heal my soul."
"Interesting, so you're deciding to give away all your stuff?"
"All my stuff? No. I have more valuable things left."
"Valuable things like?"
"My lovely wife and a piece of turkey in the refrigerator."
She blushed, leaned in and planted something nice on his mouth. A consoling hug came next and her words followed.
"Francis, I love you. You're the best thing a woman could have, rotten year and all."
He dug his head into her bossom and whispered.
"The turkey is the most valuable thing to me."
"Well your breath stinks!You're sleeping in the couch. Francis!"
And thus ended the magical day of Christmas.
The end.
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Life's a beautiful mess
There you are, sitting in your home
Whole family is around but crying alone
Music is not helping and nor does game
You feel everything is going bad and only you're to blame
Don't have a reason to smile or eat
Want to kill yourself and all the memories to delete
That's the point where you have to stop
And wonder about your negative thoughts
Why do you think you have no one
Face yourself, you don't have to run
It's okay to feel this way
You're just having a bad day
It can last longer, may be a month or year
But I promise it won't last forever, my dear
There are people who care for you and loves you
Why to focus on those who make you feel blue
Sometimes we need little not big things to smile and be thankful for
Colourful flowers in the backyard or that puppy on the road you adore
You might be having the biggest problem of your life
But someone somewhere might be having bigger problem than you, as these things are rife
Pause for that moment, when you think of doing something bad
And think about your best days for which you were glad
Your life is important not just for your family or friends but for this universe
This earth has nurtured you by her resources, so it's not yours to take but her's
Hope you laugh so much that your stomach hurts and smile the widest today
In case no one told you, you're perfect and look most beautiful smiling this way.
Just wrote it and was wondering whether this poem deserves a place in my blog. Do let me know guys.
#poetry #review #muskan
There you are, sitting in your home
Whole family is around but crying alone
Music is not helping and nor does game
You feel everything is going bad and only you're to blame
Don't have a reason to smile or eat
Want to kill yourself and all the memories to delete
That's the point where you have to stop
And wonder about your negative thoughts
Why do you think you have no one
Face yourself, you don't have to run
It's okay to feel this way
You're just having a bad day
It can last longer, may be a month or year
But I promise it won't last forever, my dear
There are people who care for you and loves you
Why to focus on those who make you feel blue
Sometimes we need little not big things to smile and be thankful for
Colourful flowers in the backyard or that puppy on the road you adore
You might be having the biggest problem of your life
But someone somewhere might be having bigger problem than you, as these things are rife
Pause for that moment, when you think of doing something bad
And think about your best days for which you were glad
Your life is important not just for your family or friends but for this universe
This earth has nurtured you by her resources, so it's not yours to take but her's
Hope you laugh so much that your stomach hurts and smile the widest today
In case no one told you, you're perfect and look most beautiful smiling this way.
Just wrote it and was wondering whether this poem deserves a place in my blog. Do let me know guys.
#poetry #review #muskan
#review #poem
Hey Stranger, have I seen you before?
Hey Stranger, have I met you before?
Hey Stranger, reincarnation is a cure.
Did I see you on that mexican shore?
Or maybe helped you in that Japanese store?
Maybe sang for you that famous Egyption lore.
Hey stranger, have I seen you before?
Hey stranger, have I met you before?
Hey stranger, after life is so pure.
1860, Quito, Ecuador
The spanish were marching during midnight
You wanted to protect your homeland
In the darkness, we saw your light.
I begged you my love, to not leave me.
You climbed your horse and gave me a smile.
I could not leave you alone so I joined you
To defeat the colonial vile
Hey Stranger, have I seen you before?
Hey Stranger, have I met you before?
Hey Stranger, reincarnation is a cure.
Did I see you on that mexican shore?
Or maybe helped you in that Japanese store?
Maybe sang for you that famous Egyption lore.
Hey stranger, have I seen you before?
Hey stranger, have I met you before?
Hey stranger, after life is so pure.
1860, Quito, Ecuador
The spanish were marching during midnight
You wanted to protect your homeland
In the darkness, we saw your light.
I begged you my love, to not leave me.
You climbed your horse and gave me a smile.
I could not leave you alone so I joined you
To defeat the colonial vile
#review #poem
Hey Stranger, have I seen you before?
Hey Stranger, have I met you before?
Hey Stranger, reincarnation is a cure.
Did I see you on that mexican shore?
Or maybe helped you in that Japanese store?
Maybe sang for you that famous Egyption lore.
1550, Quito, Ecuador
The spanish were marching in midnight
You wanted to protect your Incas
In the darkness, we saw your light.
I begged you my love, to not leave me.
You took your sword and gave me a smile.
I could not leave you alone so I joined you
To defeat the colonial vile
Hey extraño, ¿te he visto antes?
Hey extraño, ¿te he conocido antes?
Hey extraño, la reencarnación es una cura.
Hey Stranger, have I seen you before?
Hey Stranger, have I met you before?
Hey Stranger, reincarnation is a cure.
Did I see you on that mexican shore?
Or maybe helped you in that Japanese store?
Maybe sang for you that famous Egyption lore.
1550, Quito, Ecuador
The spanish were marching in midnight
You wanted to protect your Incas
In the darkness, we saw your light.
I begged you my love, to not leave me.
You took your sword and gave me a smile.
I could not leave you alone so I joined you
To defeat the colonial vile
Hey extraño, ¿te he visto antes?
Hey extraño, ¿te he conocido antes?
Hey extraño, la reencarnación es una cura.
#review #poetry #smoker
Don't tell me that you understand
Don't tell me that you know
Don't tell me that I survive
How I will surely grow
Don't tell me this is just a test
That I'm truly blessed
That I'm chosen for this task
Apart from all the rest
Don't come at me with the answer
That can only come from me
Don't tell me how my grief will pass
That I shall soon be free
Don't stand in pious judgment
Of the bond I must untie
Don't tell me how to suffer
And don't tell me how to cry
My life is filled with selfishness
My pain is all I see
But I need you and I need your love
Unconditionally
Accept me in my ups and downs
I need to someone to share
Just hold my hand and let me cry
And say my friend I care.
Don't tell me that you understand
Don't tell me that you know
Don't tell me that I survive
How I will surely grow
Don't tell me this is just a test
That I'm truly blessed
That I'm chosen for this task
Apart from all the rest
Don't come at me with the answer
That can only come from me
Don't tell me how my grief will pass
That I shall soon be free
Don't stand in pious judgment
Of the bond I must untie
Don't tell me how to suffer
And don't tell me how to cry
My life is filled with selfishness
My pain is all I see
But I need you and I need your love
Unconditionally
Accept me in my ups and downs
I need to someone to share
Just hold my hand and let me cry
And say my friend I care.
I gawk around me,
The multicolored realm distorted into the twilight,
Yanks rolls down from orifices,
My gazes forfeited hope in myself,
My orifices can't divulge anyone,
There is no dawning anymore,
There is darkness around me,
I whimper, sob, and moan,
No one to heed my songster,
No one to heed my despair,
Trauma in my endurance is intolerable,
Stormy aura is whacking,
I am dreading and twitching,
I am repressing from this brutal world,
I fear to doze, I fear to yearn
My sanity is helpless to shirk the horrendous occurrence
I was ravished,
I was massacred by the abusive species of this world.
My corpse is trimmed by full of blotches,
My essence is deceased inside,
My annexes are halted,
I infer I cant fly again.
My heart weeps when people around me compel me to perceive "invisible"
I strived to wail for rectitude,
My voice is dismissed,
My voice now vanishes,
My intellect is ample of suicidal reflections,
I am lifeless inside,
I succumbed when I was "raped".
#review #poetry #ae
The multicolored realm distorted into the twilight,
Yanks rolls down from orifices,
My gazes forfeited hope in myself,
My orifices can't divulge anyone,
There is no dawning anymore,
There is darkness around me,
I whimper, sob, and moan,
No one to heed my songster,
No one to heed my despair,
Trauma in my endurance is intolerable,
Stormy aura is whacking,
I am dreading and twitching,
I am repressing from this brutal world,
I fear to doze, I fear to yearn
My sanity is helpless to shirk the horrendous occurrence
I was ravished,
I was massacred by the abusive species of this world.
My corpse is trimmed by full of blotches,
My essence is deceased inside,
My annexes are halted,
I infer I cant fly again.
My heart weeps when people around me compel me to perceive "invisible"
I strived to wail for rectitude,
My voice is dismissed,
My voice now vanishes,
My intellect is ample of suicidal reflections,
I am lifeless inside,
I succumbed when I was "raped".
#review #poetry #ae
I gawk around me,
The multicolored realm distorted into the twilight,
Yanks rolls down from orifices,
My gazes forfeited hope in myself,
My orifices can't divulge anyone,
There is no dawning anymore,
There is darkness around me,
I whimper, sob, and moan,
No one to heed my songster,
No one to heed my despair,
Trauma in my endurance is intolerable,
Stormy aura is whacking,
I am dreading and twitching,
I am repressing from this brutal world,
I fear to doze, I fear to yearn
My sanity is helpless to shirk the horrendous occurrence
I was ravished,
I was massacred by the abusive species of this world.
My corpse is trimmed by full of blotches,
My essence is deceased inside,
My annexes are halted,
I infer I cant fly again.
My heart weeps when people around me compel me to perceive "invisible"
I strived to wail for rectitude,
My voice is dismissed,
My voice now vanishes,
My intellect is ample of suicidal reflections,
I am lifeless inside,
I succumbed when I was "raped".
#review #poetry #ae
The multicolored realm distorted into the twilight,
Yanks rolls down from orifices,
My gazes forfeited hope in myself,
My orifices can't divulge anyone,
There is no dawning anymore,
There is darkness around me,
I whimper, sob, and moan,
No one to heed my songster,
No one to heed my despair,
Trauma in my endurance is intolerable,
Stormy aura is whacking,
I am dreading and twitching,
I am repressing from this brutal world,
I fear to doze, I fear to yearn
My sanity is helpless to shirk the horrendous occurrence
I was ravished,
I was massacred by the abusive species of this world.
My corpse is trimmed by full of blotches,
My essence is deceased inside,
My annexes are halted,
I infer I cant fly again.
My heart weeps when people around me compel me to perceive "invisible"
I strived to wail for rectitude,
My voice is dismissed,
My voice now vanishes,
My intellect is ample of suicidal reflections,
I am lifeless inside,
I succumbed when I was "raped".
#review #poetry #ae