Past!
The awful part of life.
It's very susceptible to assert to shirk it,
It's very arduous to subtract it!

Relinquishing own self-esteem with juncture
Conviction in oneself is repudiated
Subsisting vitality based on other's deliberation
When I glare in the mirror
Discover me with imperfections of deception
Recalling those torments
Memorizing those insults
I forfeited my own-self!

The suspicion of insecurity, galloping through my psyche,
My intellect is full of revolutions
I glimpse into myself
Helpless to find answers,
Who I am?
What's the goal of my life?
Evolving my foe with time.

It's very gullible to evaluate anyone
It's very susceptible torment anyone
No one overlooks your trauma
No one can discern how broken you are in life
I am sporadic into chunks
These erratic chunks cant be jolted again!

Striving to shirk everything
Struggling to exonerate everyone
Endeavoring to forget plaguing remembrances
Aiming to start a new life
But my spirit knows it's impossible!

Past has evolved part of my life,
Past cant be altered
We can rectify the present life
We are trustworthy for our own choices.
#review #poetry #ae

Hope
#review #Abhijit
Hope was the past
Hope is the present
Hope will be the future
Hope is what ties us together

It is strange how we believe in such a phenomenon
Its existence is not proven but we still act on
Its strange how we bury the days that are gone
But still look for its future in forlorn

The dilemma that is hope, a surprising one
It makes us walk towards the horizon
But leaves us at the sandy shores
For the sunset or dawn

Through hope one can achieve the heights of the sky
Also, through hope one can measure the depths of the future lies
Its hope that carries us forward or backward
But never leaves our side.

Hope is like truth in disguise
Hope is like a wall
If you climb well you will rise
If you stumble you will fall

Hope wisely

THIS CHRISTMAS I WILL SPEND WITH SOMEONE SPECIAL

A person I have learned to admire
and to cohabit. Together we have built a deep relationship
full of complicities. Sometimes, we disagree but
it's a temporary thing.

We like listening to the silence and nature is our biggest
inspiration. We know one should live one day
at a time. Every morning we receive a blank sheet to write another chapter of our lives on it.

We have already written many pages, some are better
forgetten and others should just be turned, the most special ones
are stored in our memories and many others are still
to be written. And like this we are leaving our marks.

Every day we try to do what we think is
right, we do our best and avoid shortcuts.
Our motto is to be a little bit better every day
and never give up dreaming. We live intensely!

We have the Universe as our spiritual guide and with it
we have learned that the best gift one has ever received was
the divine breath that allows us to wake up every day,
breathe, celebrate life, and thank for another day.

We reborn every morning as the sun rises
on the horizon, majestic and determined to shine, even
when the clouds hide its brightness. It never backs up.
December 25 will be no different, just a new rebirth.

I WILL SPEND CHRISTMAS WITH ME! AND YOU?

Celebrate your Christmas and CELEBRATE LIFE every day!

MERRY CHRISTMAS!

#review #LucianadeLemos #poetry

#review,#quotes,#drprakash
Good morning

S❤️VEN SPIRITUAL LAWS OF SUCCESS..

1.law of karma - what you saw that you will reap. In other words, "Every action in this world has equal and opposite reaction" - Newton's second law of motion. Life is Just like an echo effect as at peak of mountain.Give best and beautiful to the world and in return you will receive the same.

2.law of destiny - No one in this world gets more or before the scheduled time as far as destiny is concerned.

3.law of change - Everything is constantly changing around you,i.e people, person, situation and circumstances.Crux of message is "Change is the rule of life and accept changes - Lord krishna ( Bhagvat Geeta)

4.law of attraction - whatever you desire and wish from subconscious mind and core of heart, it becomes reality in our life. Its nothing but the ability to attract the things in our life that we wish.As someone had rightly said
"Where the intention goes energy flows".

Our mind is just like magnet,we attract conditions and things in accord with our thoughts and energy.

5. law of moderation - Every thing in life should be at optimum level. Buddha called it મધ્યમ માર્ગ ( middle path) to live a balance life.

6.Nothing in the world is permanent, everything has it own life. In any situation and circumstances, wheather it's good or bad ,remember one thing,
"This too will pass",and

" Be cool and calm"

7.law of giving and receiving- world operates through dynamic law of give and take.The easiest way to get what you want in this life is to help others to get what they want.


Wish you a tranquil Friday and have a nice day ahead.
🌹🌷🌹🌷💐🌸💐🌸🍁🍁

#review #lazypen
As the wind blew
My burnt heart itched
I was screaming pain but none could hear
The heart whom I had nourished with love and care had turned into ashes.
A hundred days
you left me here
My longing, my patience
You called it unwanted
A sight
I wanted of you
You never looked up
You burnt it.
My heart.
I wish you had took care of it.
My teenage dreams
Of living like peers
The sound of its crushing are heard from you
Those broken dreams and burnt heart will bravely heal
The cure it needs is never you
My raging fire will warm my coldness
And frigid coldness will cool my rage.

Method to my madness

Rumbling under the sheets
Finally showing her face
Glaring and seemingly harsh
Lewdly bearing her fangs..

Breathing, sweat spreading
Slithering, choking me tight
Lucid dreams letting loose,
Neon lights in Paradise..

Ecstasy in her words soothe
Hurricanes and I give in
Eyes meet and hands locks
And with a smirk, she conquers

#everyone #review #gop_c #poem

#megha #review
Loner


I walked along the streets...
Like a lone traveller,
Without another human,
Like a mere observer.

I saw humans,
Passing beside be,
Pretentious they seem,
Yet so humane.

Like a pair of eyes,
Penetrating deep into those souls,
I could see their chaotic hearts,
Whirling like a big cyclone.

And like a magnet,
The waves hit my heart,
Making it in pace,
With their chaotic ones.

But I smiled...
Cuz, I have long learned,
The art of survival..

#review
#Poetry
#Mercy Ab
Your Words
I say random words,
To get rid of my random thoughts,
Or maybe to grow up
that's one way to do it right?
You have to learn new words when you come to a new world
I did it once,
It works like magic
So, I did it again
This time 'cause I entered your world

I've said everything you've said,
repeating it like a sacred prayer,
I'd catched every words dripping off your lips,
Soak in them,
I'd snatched every word dangling by the edge of your teeth,
Those who were too scared to leave,
And also those words you were too scared to let go,
The ones you pushed down back to your throat,
And there were times, you were not so sure how to put it to words,
You whispered, 'I don't know how to say this...'
I answered
I'll re-arrange each and every breath of yours to make sense of it,
'Cause your words are the only things I can count on,
Like the compass which shows the true north unfailingly
I'll swing on your words, back and forth, believing they're strong enough to hold me
I utter each sylluble under my breath
I do that to understand, you see...
But sometimes I don't understand
And in those times...
I just go home and spill your words on my bed,
And wait for them,
Wait for them to re-arrange by themselves
Just like the stars up above
I stay up late till they start to shine
And allign themselves before my eyes and give me some kind of shape I recognize,
Any shape I don't really care,
I don't mind if what comes out of it is half human half horse or a woman with fish's tail,
So sitting there I wait...
Wait...
And wait some more
Just like the stars, this might take a million years.

Title : Too late
Is that now u see
Is that now u hear
Is that now u feel
Is that now u care

Is that now u value me
Is that now u realised my worth
Is that now u miss me
While sitting & sobbing by the hearth

But now that's of no use,
Those vows and commitments now wouldn't sound abstruse.
When I loved u like no one else,
U took it for granted & went for someone else.

Now no matter how hard u try,
Whether u howl or u cry.
Cuz once one is gone never returns back,
You chose the wrong track.

Sorry darling but now it's too late,
U wrote down your own fate.

Goodbye forever
#review #poetry #San

#kb_the_poet #review
An innocent gavel

A target for another aim
Hesitation, mercy
Pull, cruelty
Whom and what i have no clue

On the ground we lay
Hopeless and helpless
The tone, buzzing
Scent too familiar

A pulse will do fine
Like an innocent gavel
When odds are against

The future is domed
A coup of extinction
To whom or what
Best believe monsters, among-st us

#review
It's going to be my debut in poetry, check it out!

All those loved ones who have gone,
Remembering the ones who left us alone,
Remembering the ones whose heart got attached,
Remembering the closed ones and the prone.
Willing to live but not with you,
Deter the stature and your tone.
I’m not the man to be with you,
I’m the man to be left alone.
I’m the book that must be burnt,
I’m the scrap to be away thrown.
You are the one to be adored around,
You are the one to be marked known.
Love him, love her, love everyone,
Make them worthy, make them Hone

#review #lazypen
No more can the brightness of life haunt my dark nightmares.
I am past everything that the world holds so dear.
The money which brings luxury, never brought me success.
And people bringing happiness has only sought my pain. Emotions, though mine, were always for others.
City, of all, made me feel foreign.
A home I had sought, prison it seemed.
A freedom I was given, suffocating it felt.
Uneasy, Unworthy, Unbelonged
I am
I am but human
Physical, Emotional Creature

Title:We shall reunite
I remember the last breath u took,
I remember the last time u gave me your caring look.
I remember the last 3 words u whispered in my ears,
"We shall reunite",remembering what everytime reduces me to tears.

I remember the last time u kissed my forehead,
I remember the last gesture u made while being on your deathbed.
I remember the last time u were along with me,
When we were actually 'we'.

Holding a bunch of flowers,
Standing on your grave,
Shattered from within,
But pretending to be brave.

Wiping off my wet eyes,
And wearing a black dress,
Can see you through the cracks of the coffin,
Lying there lifeless.

As if your dead body pleading me to stop crying,
As if my soul pushing me to give in & stop trying.
Come out of that damn coffin & hug me tight,
In the days marked with darkness be my sight.

Was all alone in this world,
When u came in like a ray of hope,
Like others if u also had to leave me one day,
Then why did u gave me that false hope?
#review #poetry #San

Humans as they are
#Abhijit #review
To our best friends
To our worst foes
The conjunction of contrasts
Always impedes on

To our broken vows
To our disciplined bows
The nature of traitors
Always concedes on

To the love of yours
To your bodily flaws
The features of your temptation
Always turns me on

To the wrinkles of frowns and smiles
To the hidden face behind
The countless structures of a face
Always intercedes life and soul

At last the life recedes
Only the moments live along.

🖤Why do you look at me and assume that I want to get thin?? Maybe I like the curves on me. 🖤Why do you look at me and assume that I want to get curvy?? Maybe I like that every sample size dress fits me like a globe. 🖤Why do you look at me and assume that I want to get light skin?? Maybe I like that I can Rock smokey eyes on a casual look. 🖤Why do you look at me and assume that I want to get tanned ?? Maybe I like that every lipstick shade suits on my light skin. 🖤Why do you look at me and assume that I want to get taller?? Maybe I like to be short still feel like a child. 🖤Why do look up me and assume that I have troubles being tall ?? Maybe I like that I don't need High heels to feel sexy . 🖤Why do you look at me and assume that I want to get long hair ?? Maybe I like my short and wavy locks. 🖤Why do you look at me and assume that I want to new short hair look?? Maybe I like the simplicity and grace of my long hairs. 🖤Why do you just keep assuming things and suggesting me what should I do to look better ?? Maybe I Love the way I look. 🖤Why do you want me to change.
Maybe it's you who needs to be change...
#Anchal #review

Did you not burn so strong, to be wished upon?

Did not your threads tear apart, to end up thrown?

Did you not get played, to be their song?

Did you not get ice cold, waiting too long?

Isn't that enough, you young soul?

Isn't it the time to move on?

#review #noob #poem

#(ALL-#review)

SCARS BEHIND HER BEAUTY

The beautiful skin you see is full of scars within;
She's a broken vase;
She has been through hard and tough times;
She's a survival of the desert wind;
She has a stormy experiences in her spiritual journey;

I pray she never creates a monster within;
Even if she does tame the beast and raise her consciousness to the peak;
She's a goddess of light and darkness;
A true scholar of the laws of polarity;
Appreciate her journey!
She did a great job by transmuting various perspectives;

Hold her firmly and usher her into the ocean of consciousness;
Drown her in bliss and love;
Dissolve her pains completely, only your touch creates the magic!

In a night vision, her tears were a bucket full, wallowing in pains just to understand her own realities;
Fastidious souls, you're never alone;

Whispers of love heals the soul, make it count anytime you hug her. In essence you're hugging yourself.

I offer you opulence of love...❤️🧡💚💕🖤💙💜✍🏽

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#kb_the_poet #review
Presents - The strangers we were

I have had it with you
The nerve in lies
From when it wasn't
To where we are

Have thoughts torment
Memories i wish
with their sensation i never did
Had to have if knew

Done is done
Whose to judge, had
There would never been us
Right when strangers we were

Title : Blot
With tons of agonies buried in my heart's graveyard,
I pretend to be happy but they make me suffer hard.
Trying to break their shells and paint my life again with misery,
I can't take it anymore,I beg for mercy.

Vision getting blurred out,
And limbs having fallen numb,
Body pleading for no more torturings,
And soul tends to succumb.

Veins having being ruptured,
Lungs have puffed up,
Wounds have begun to rot,
I tried but failed to erase that blot.

Blot on my character,
Blot on my name,
Destroyed my dignity,
And I lost the game.

The more I suffer the more I go out of breath,
The more I try to go away the more it nears death.
#review #poetry #San

Joker (In conversation with Batman) Part 1
#Abhijit #review
I want to see the world burn
To its last ashes
I want to see the worst in human ignite
Ignite to burn mankind

You know the permanent smile in my face
Want to know who gave it to me?
It was my father or my brother or my friend
I don’t really remember
But I do remember the sayings
Why soo.. Serioussss… ?
Why sooo… Seriousssss…. ?
Why SO….. SERIOUSSSS……?

Then they carved the smile
As they did it I notice their eyes
I sensed the chaos within
I sensed the upcoming danger
They never killed me and
Something that doesn’t kill you only makes you stranger

Humans are creatures of madness
It is chaos they need not order
Humans are like apes in coats
Ready to kill and conquer

Now its time to bring that smile on your face
….To be continued

LIFE OUT OF THE EXTREMES

Once in a while, I surprise myself by peering
at the deep blue sky with a vague stare wondering:
Why every start is so arduous and challenging,
and as we go further it seems an obvious ending?
Why do we barely notice what is betwixt the start and the end?

A river starts in its spring and flows down crossing
all barriers along its way, bravely and unquestioning.
The stakes are not merely the stretched distance to the
sea, but its resilience to take a detour every time
something clogs its flow toward its end, the seagoing.

Some days are so difficult to begin as the feeling
of aiming to start a car without a starter engine.
Instead of taking one step at a time, one is concerned
about the results rather than the worthy useful actions. Indeed,
we very often waste our time barking at the wrong tree.

The sun rises at dawn and shines until twilight arises.
The night only comes after a whole day has totally gone.
No matter how fast you want to, the day will always have
twenty-four hours. If one knows how to use the time well, he
will see that life is pretty long. It's up to you not to waste it.

The gap between birth and death is life to be lived in a
confusing world in constant motion and change. Also, the
ebb and flow of our emotions are like the high and low tides,
depending on the bend of the sun and moon. The secret of
living well is walking along the midway, avoiding extremes.

Yesterday might influence tomorrow, but it has already gone
and about the future, we know nothing. What really counts is
the present moment cause it is where we exist, it is where we
can make all the difference, it is where we can be who we really
are. Stay aware when the clock of fate rings that the time is now.

It is never late nor soon when we perceive the patience of
nature going through each season without a rush. The Spring
always comes before the Summer, the Winter waits for the
Autumn to go by. According to the cycle of life is not only
wise but also vital to feel when it's the time for the next step.

#review #LucianadeLemos #poetry