Without YouWithout You
Without You
I'm a mess.
A bag of trash waiting to be thrown out.
An abode for depression and stress.
I'm a planet in a solar system,
With no stars and moon to brighten my nights
And no sun to lighten my days.
I'm a singer with no voice,
A guitar that's off tune.
And a dancer with no groove.
Without You, I'm a mess.
Without You, I'm incomplete.
Without You--
I'm NOTHING.NOTHING.
#review #AI #Poetry
Without You
I'm a mess.
A bag of trash waiting to be thrown out.
An abode for depression and stress.
I'm a planet in a solar system,
With no stars and moon to brighten my nights
And no sun to lighten my days.
I'm a singer with no voice,
A guitar that's off tune.
And a dancer with no groove.
Without You, I'm a mess.
Without You, I'm incomplete.
Without You--
I'm NOTHING.NOTHING.
#review #AI #Poetry
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#THe_Rob
#poetry
No More Let Gloom , Bloom in
No More Self - Hate
No More Curse Fate
No More Let Sorrow Abode in
No More Let Patience Exile Out
No More the Hunt for Joy
No More the Reason To Smile
No More Chase for Pleasures
No More Marionette of Circumstances.
Let the Fears Come out as Sweat
Let the Sorrow Come out as Tears
Let the Hein Come out as Spit
Run and Run Till Life Quit.
Author’s Note :
This is ‘Nosy’ Poem - Full of No’s
Let You not do these No’s and Trap the Joy Beneath Your Feet
And Make the Pleasure & Contentment Guests in Your
Heart - Room.
#THe_Rob
#poetry
No More Let Gloom , Bloom in
No More Self - Hate
No More Curse Fate
No More Let Sorrow Abode in
No More Let Patience Exile Out
No More the Hunt for Joy
No More the Reason To Smile
No More Chase for Pleasures
No More Marionette of Circumstances.
Let the Fears Come out as Sweat
Let the Sorrow Come out as Tears
Let the Hein Come out as Spit
Run and Run Till Life Quit.
Author’s Note :
This is ‘Nosy’ Poem - Full of No’s
Let You not do these No’s and Trap the Joy Beneath Your Feet
And Make the Pleasure & Contentment Guests in Your
Heart - Room.
#review
#THe_Rob
#poetry
No More Let Gloom , Bloom in
No More Self - Hate
No More Curse Fate
No More Let Sorrow Abode in
No More Let Patience Exile Out
No More the Hunt for Joy
No More the Reason To Smile
No More Chase for Pleasures
No More Marionette of Circumstances.
Let the Fears Come out as Sweat
Let the Sorrow Come out as Tears
Let the Hein Come out as Spit
Run and Run Till Life Quit.
Author’s Note :
This is ‘Nosy’ Poem - Full of No’s
Let You not do these No’s and Trap the Joy Beneath Your Feet
And Make the Pleasure & Contentment Guests in Your
Heart - Room.
#THe_Rob
#poetry
No More Let Gloom , Bloom in
No More Self - Hate
No More Curse Fate
No More Let Sorrow Abode in
No More Let Patience Exile Out
No More the Hunt for Joy
No More the Reason To Smile
No More Chase for Pleasures
No More Marionette of Circumstances.
Let the Fears Come out as Sweat
Let the Sorrow Come out as Tears
Let the Hein Come out as Spit
Run and Run Till Life Quit.
Author’s Note :
This is ‘Nosy’ Poem - Full of No’s
Let You not do these No’s and Trap the Joy Beneath Your Feet
And Make the Pleasure & Contentment Guests in Your
Heart - Room.
I seek motivation from within..
I hold the will to try
until my goal is fulfilled...!!
Afterall,
my despair got some faithful hope
and a chance to try once more....
When I look into the mirror,
I just don't see a person
burdened with numerous reasons
to fall for sadness
but an absolutely distinct soul
crawling around the space alone
to fetch happiness
in its own universe.
Just like the moon is scarred with craters
but still gentle with its coldness,
so is my universe scratched
with shooting stars
but holds galaxies of
unbearable positive energy
vibing with my soul!
#review #poetry #grace
I hold the will to try
until my goal is fulfilled...!!
Afterall,
my despair got some faithful hope
and a chance to try once more....
When I look into the mirror,
I just don't see a person
burdened with numerous reasons
to fall for sadness
but an absolutely distinct soul
crawling around the space alone
to fetch happiness
in its own universe.
Just like the moon is scarred with craters
but still gentle with its coldness,
so is my universe scratched
with shooting stars
but holds galaxies of
unbearable positive energy
vibing with my soul!
#review #poetry #grace
Once I saw a clock tick tock,
Then I just sat back and thought,
What is time?
I questioned myself on and on
Peering books from dusk till dawn .
Sitting back still I wonder
Is it time or my brain did blunder?
What is time?
Is it just what passes off,
making one dull and dwarf?
What I make of time is
Its not just bit of science,
What is time I asked myself ;
And this is what I got-
Its a circle round and round
Moving smoothly has no bound,
Life is eternal it never dies
So is time it never flies .
It goes repeating on and on ,
Time I think of what I can
Is just an eternal loop
Never we know it where began
Never we know its end.
#poem #review #shashwat
Then I just sat back and thought,
What is time?
I questioned myself on and on
Peering books from dusk till dawn .
Sitting back still I wonder
Is it time or my brain did blunder?
What is time?
Is it just what passes off,
making one dull and dwarf?
What I make of time is
Its not just bit of science,
What is time I asked myself ;
And this is what I got-
Its a circle round and round
Moving smoothly has no bound,
Life is eternal it never dies
So is time it never flies .
It goes repeating on and on ,
Time I think of what I can
Is just an eternal loop
Never we know it where began
Never we know its end.
#poem #review #shashwat
"It looks a bit loose from the top" I kept thinking , while stitching.
"I think it's finally ready now" I told myself
"It looks a bit clumsy to handle , but it might just work fine"
I am not very good at stitching , It took me almost two years to stitch back my broken heart.
It's Now finally ready!
#review #Akshat
"I think it's finally ready now" I told myself
"It looks a bit clumsy to handle , but it might just work fine"
I am not very good at stitching , It took me almost two years to stitch back my broken heart.
It's Now finally ready!
#review #Akshat
Oh! Are you looking for enjoyment.
I've never seen such idiotism
Forsooth, It is your incorporeal innocence
Hey!! Come close, let me hug you
As if I must give you some devil-!.
My inside is full with funs.
Your every juncture is going to teach you value of enjoyment. I must say, learn to be un-natured or Dual. Every of its step knocked me down. Day by Day I learnt that such experiences and on every step I am facing and taking them to side. I thought peace will prevail presumably if I became responsible. But on every step I was benefitting to others and moving towards heavenly abode.
#review
#poetry
I've never seen such idiotism
Forsooth, It is your incorporeal innocence
Hey!! Come close, let me hug you
As if I must give you some devil-!.
My inside is full with funs.
Your every juncture is going to teach you value of enjoyment. I must say, learn to be un-natured or Dual. Every of its step knocked me down. Day by Day I learnt that such experiences and on every step I am facing and taking them to side. I thought peace will prevail presumably if I became responsible. But on every step I was benefitting to others and moving towards heavenly abode.
#review
#poetry
Even the shinning stars cried
When they wrre writing a fate
The night also bowed down a bit
And haven't slept till date a proper nap.
As the day burns the sky with
The hot sunny weather
And this inflicts the stars.
The night heals them
And makes them the most beautiful glowing stars again..
Just like a love it is in real life we lost
Like a star then someone comes into our life
Like a shimmy night and briggtens is up like a star glows.
Uchit (motivation influencer blogger) ®
#review #poetry #uc
When they wrre writing a fate
The night also bowed down a bit
And haven't slept till date a proper nap.
As the day burns the sky with
The hot sunny weather
And this inflicts the stars.
The night heals them
And makes them the most beautiful glowing stars again..
Just like a love it is in real life we lost
Like a star then someone comes into our life
Like a shimmy night and briggtens is up like a star glows.
Uchit (motivation influencer blogger) ®
#review #poetry #uc
Nights feels lonely,
Days feels dingy,
Without u oh baby,
It feels all so cringy.
Moon emits the same light,
Tides too rise up to the same height,
But if something is not the same;
That you aren't there to hold me tight.
Birds chirp in the same way,
Bed is also the same where we both used to lay,
But if something isn't the same;
That u aren't there to hear what I wanna say,
And to back me when my hopes withers away.
Problems are the same,
Unable to figure out anything without u,
I don't wanna have someone new,
I feel better when I'm with u.
#review #poetry #San
Days feels dingy,
Without u oh baby,
It feels all so cringy.
Moon emits the same light,
Tides too rise up to the same height,
But if something is not the same;
That you aren't there to hold me tight.
Birds chirp in the same way,
Bed is also the same where we both used to lay,
But if something isn't the same;
That u aren't there to hear what I wanna say,
And to back me when my hopes withers away.
Problems are the same,
Unable to figure out anything without u,
I don't wanna have someone new,
I feel better when I'm with u.
#review #poetry #San
Forever Lost
I still hear your whispers in the wind,
The one that carried with it--
Your final breath
And your warming company.
I still see your footsteps in the mud,
The one from which you came,
And later returned__
Stiff and alone.
Will I ever hear your endless prattles again?
Will I ever again feel the warmth of your embrace?
Will the earth mold you up again?
Or are you forever lost?
My heart aches at the thought of it.
#review #AI #Poetry
I still hear your whispers in the wind,
The one that carried with it--
Your final breath
And your warming company.
I still see your footsteps in the mud,
The one from which you came,
And later returned__
Stiff and alone.
Will I ever hear your endless prattles again?
Will I ever again feel the warmth of your embrace?
Will the earth mold you up again?
Or are you forever lost?
My heart aches at the thought of it.
#review #AI #Poetry
So rich and rare.
You hold me up
and blend me in your air.
I scent your breath,
your body!
I make you go insane
about your own-self
because I make you smell
like a wild rose
with gold petals!
You bring me close
and I spread kisses all over your body.
I peck your wrist,
you inhale me unnoticed!
You are privileged
to own me,
to keep me a secret,
for I am too precious to reveal
and too exotic to be concealed.
I'll be one of those perfume bottles
you'd love to keep
even after there's nothing left of me!
#grace #poetry #review
You hold me up
and blend me in your air.
I scent your breath,
your body!
I make you go insane
about your own-self
because I make you smell
like a wild rose
with gold petals!
You bring me close
and I spread kisses all over your body.
I peck your wrist,
you inhale me unnoticed!
You are privileged
to own me,
to keep me a secret,
for I am too precious to reveal
and too exotic to be concealed.
I'll be one of those perfume bottles
you'd love to keep
even after there's nothing left of me!
#grace #poetry #review
Hey everyone!
I am writing a novel on gender equality. Here's an excerpt:
Could you really lay me down on a death bed?
For all the sins I haven't even done.
Making myself vulnerable was a mistake I became an opportunity not a concern.
Those mere guesses about how I might look;
Those stares directed towards.
Your piercing glances to look through the covers; would tear apart my life behind bars.
-an excrept from the script
#review
I am writing a novel on gender equality. Here's an excerpt:
Could you really lay me down on a death bed?
For all the sins I haven't even done.
Making myself vulnerable was a mistake I became an opportunity not a concern.
Those mere guesses about how I might look;
Those stares directed towards.
Your piercing glances to look through the covers; would tear apart my life behind bars.
-an excrept from the script
#review
We pave our way towards the stardust,
When million collisions fade beside
Our labour but a mere phenomenon
to harbour where the bondsmen reside
With weapons in our brain
and shield in the sleeves
When least of the mankind
Shrink upon our weak feets
We then in chorus sing our defeat, with cold in the blood till
We March towards the heat
and
Then on the arid land
When we lay down the dead bones
It rains through our sullen sights
to the point we drown into our own built heights
We then again
Pave our way towards the stardust
When million collisions fade beside
When million collisions fade beside
#poetry
#review
#sans
When million collisions fade beside
Our labour but a mere phenomenon
to harbour where the bondsmen reside
With weapons in our brain
and shield in the sleeves
When least of the mankind
Shrink upon our weak feets
We then in chorus sing our defeat, with cold in the blood till
We March towards the heat
and
Then on the arid land
When we lay down the dead bones
It rains through our sullen sights
to the point we drown into our own built heights
We then again
Pave our way towards the stardust
When million collisions fade beside
When million collisions fade beside
#poetry
#review
#sans
#review #yourreview #sm #i’mABrokenMan
I’m a broken man
don’t know who to trust.
Being a broken man
allows you not to trust.
I’m a broken man
with lots of blood,
bleeding from the heart like a river.
Being a broken man
helps people raft on the red stream
And they don’t give a damn, whether you die in shiver
The moon is the only friend
who acknowledges my tears.
Stars, like a bodyguard
help me fight out my fears.
But sun, sometimes behaves as a foe
for his rays of light,
focuses me to reach my actual height.
Nevertheless, I’m a broken man.
Broken down piece by piece
by the sword, of the goddess of beauty
sharpened up with innocence, cunning ferocity.
Never even cared, if I’m happy or sad,
wouldn’t even matter if I’m alive or dead.
I’m a broken man,
who knows how to fix the glasses.
But, being a broken man,
There comes a why.
Why even bother , rebuilding it.
Everything broken down into bits and pieces.
And so am I.
I’m a broken man
don’t know who to trust.
Being a broken man
allows you not to trust.
I’m a broken man
with lots of blood,
bleeding from the heart like a river.
Being a broken man
helps people raft on the red stream
And they don’t give a damn, whether you die in shiver
The moon is the only friend
who acknowledges my tears.
Stars, like a bodyguard
help me fight out my fears.
But sun, sometimes behaves as a foe
for his rays of light,
focuses me to reach my actual height.
Nevertheless, I’m a broken man.
Broken down piece by piece
by the sword, of the goddess of beauty
sharpened up with innocence, cunning ferocity.
Never even cared, if I’m happy or sad,
wouldn’t even matter if I’m alive or dead.
I’m a broken man,
who knows how to fix the glasses.
But, being a broken man,
There comes a why.
Why even bother , rebuilding it.
Everything broken down into bits and pieces.
And so am I.
One room is yours, one room is mine,
Will a door open for a lifetime?
One wave is yours, one wave is mine,
Will the sea in between melt by design?
One end is yours, one end is mine
Will both our poles meet to combine?
One cloud is yours, one cloud is mine,
Will the moon cross in between anytime?
One story is yours, one story is mine,
Will this riddle be solved soon sometime?
I see before my eyes nowadays
Many hues and many gateways
I turn into and fly as a nightingale
Cruising many a hill and vale..
#poetry #review #Eon1205
Will a door open for a lifetime?
One wave is yours, one wave is mine,
Will the sea in between melt by design?
One end is yours, one end is mine
Will both our poles meet to combine?
One cloud is yours, one cloud is mine,
Will the moon cross in between anytime?
One story is yours, one story is mine,
Will this riddle be solved soon sometime?
I see before my eyes nowadays
Many hues and many gateways
I turn into and fly as a nightingale
Cruising many a hill and vale..
#poetry #review #Eon1205
Memories
I clenched memories in my fist,
But they kept slipping away,
Like the sand in an hourglass,
Soon I realised to my dismay.
Later on I saved them in my mind,
Where I expected them to forever stay,
But as the time passed by,
They soon faded away.
At last I decided to keep them in my heart,
Since then forever & ever they became my part.
#review #poetry #San
I clenched memories in my fist,
But they kept slipping away,
Like the sand in an hourglass,
Soon I realised to my dismay.
Later on I saved them in my mind,
Where I expected them to forever stay,
But as the time passed by,
They soon faded away.
At last I decided to keep them in my heart,
Since then forever & ever they became my part.
#review #poetry #San
You're free
I clutched her wrist,
I wanted her to stay,
Didn't know what went wrong,
That she wanted to walk away.
Had her back facing towards me,
Atleast for once I wished she would turn back & hug me,
Pleaded my heart out for her to stay,
But all that she asked me for 'to get out of her way'.
Therefore soon I set her free,
How can I force someone to stay who doesn't wants to live with me?
Neither was she wrong nor was I,
That's why none of us should cry.
#review #poetry #San
I clutched her wrist,
I wanted her to stay,
Didn't know what went wrong,
That she wanted to walk away.
Had her back facing towards me,
Atleast for once I wished she would turn back & hug me,
Pleaded my heart out for her to stay,
But all that she asked me for 'to get out of her way'.
Therefore soon I set her free,
How can I force someone to stay who doesn't wants to live with me?
Neither was she wrong nor was I,
That's why none of us should cry.
#review #poetry #San
Sometimes I feel so empty, so hollow inside
Like thin air blowing through a summer noon
The feeling of purposelessness accounts
A search for purpose, and the strings of fear
My empty heart, always proves to mirrors
That greatness is there, knowing it's a facade
In the stillness of the moment, sometimes I feel calm
Influenced by the environment, belonging to a different reality
I feel confused, what I am and what I am not
A Great pretention of mind, layer upon layers
I give importance, and sometimes I don't
Maybe it's something big, maybe just a game of mind
#review
#poetry
Like thin air blowing through a summer noon
The feeling of purposelessness accounts
A search for purpose, and the strings of fear
My empty heart, always proves to mirrors
That greatness is there, knowing it's a facade
In the stillness of the moment, sometimes I feel calm
Influenced by the environment, belonging to a different reality
I feel confused, what I am and what I am not
A Great pretention of mind, layer upon layers
I give importance, and sometimes I don't
Maybe it's something big, maybe just a game of mind
#review
#poetry