She just want to be alright,
Even things are not all right,
She's now crying like all night,
She chooses darkness so she lose light.
Now even god wants to know, who's right ?
I didn't do anything wrong and idk if I have did maybe,
No one knows how much I need you my baby,
Again!
You left me but when will this pain?
You got yourself outta my life and I'm still in that lane.
Sometime true love dies and no one gives a damn,
Tell me after broking me what did you gain?
#review #piyush #verse
Even things are not all right,
She's now crying like all night,
She chooses darkness so she lose light.
Now even god wants to know, who's right ?
I didn't do anything wrong and idk if I have did maybe,
No one knows how much I need you my baby,
Again!
You left me but when will this pain?
You got yourself outta my life and I'm still in that lane.
Sometime true love dies and no one gives a damn,
Tell me after broking me what did you gain?
#review #piyush #verse
NEEDLE
(I need your comment on this story, so whoever is reading this kindly review this)
Rosie swiftly passed by the passage drawing the curtains to prevent the darkness from creeping in. It was late in the night, wind was whistling in the outdoors . Rosie was napping sweater sitting comfortably on a soft-feathery sofa.
The house was rather an upper middle class dwelling, the sofa which was initially white has now tainted itself with dust. The place was a little manic, disturbed -the reason was Rosie, she couldn't bring herself to clean the room.
Her rounded belly alarmed her to have some snacks. It is a duty of a mother to eat healthy special at such a tender stage of pregnancy. She carried herself to the kitchen-took a spicy bag of potato chips from an old and rusted box-and came back on the sofa.
The fire in the chamber was on the verge of dying, but she was reluctant to go and add some logs.She was anxiously waiting for her husband. It was their routine her husband would work from six in the dusk to six in the dawn. Rosie admired his hard work by rewarding him with his favorite dishes every now and then.
It was something odd today, she looked a but nervous, maybe out of her pregnancy. Every Other woman complains about this, especially in the early months. Every now and then she looked at the hanging clock, with every passing minute she became a little more worried.
Someone knocked at the door, forcing her out of her reverie, she got up as she knew it was the time . "Hey darling come on, you are already late, I hope you would at least have dinner and go, won't you? " ,Rosie said to her husband. She knew somewhere hard sure that he won't say, that he would add, " I am too tired, I will wash heat up and go"
"I will have a glass of drink," He said. Rosie felt a little odd, she thought the work pressure is high - winters are a hardship she knew.
The man was dressed in a brown cosy coat, with a leather bag in his hand. A constant frown was balanced at his head.He was breathing hard, with a quivering voice he said, " Get me the drink quickly I have to go"
Rosie hurried herself to the kitchen, her hands were trembling a bit out of nervousness, she wanted to make a call to her husband but he was too tired to help her. She wanted him out of all his Misery.
Roise knew that ice was not a good option in such bitter weather but she didn't even think a second before, she added it! .
"Take it honey" she said handing him the glass,she didn't bother to look in his eyes. "Had a rough day? "
"Kind of " Disappointment giving way to concern, " I will leave soon" He said.
For a long time there was utter silence, Rosie comforted herself on the sofa and began netting again.
After having the last sip, his husband sat back and took a long breath . It looked like an effort to relax him from some heart eating stress.
He did break the silence by adding," Why are you sewing this? "
Rosie was a bit shocked at this question. She didn't wanted to answer. She wanted to say, "this little sweater won't fit you at least" But she rather replied, "It's for OUR baby"
He asked her for the sweater, it was so small that it was smaller than his palm. Give me those needles he Quivered and asked. He had begun to feel a little Breathless by then.
#story #paininlife #review.
(I need your comment on this story, so whoever is reading this kindly review this)
Rosie swiftly passed by the passage drawing the curtains to prevent the darkness from creeping in. It was late in the night, wind was whistling in the outdoors . Rosie was napping sweater sitting comfortably on a soft-feathery sofa.
The house was rather an upper middle class dwelling, the sofa which was initially white has now tainted itself with dust. The place was a little manic, disturbed -the reason was Rosie, she couldn't bring herself to clean the room.
Her rounded belly alarmed her to have some snacks. It is a duty of a mother to eat healthy special at such a tender stage of pregnancy. She carried herself to the kitchen-took a spicy bag of potato chips from an old and rusted box-and came back on the sofa.
The fire in the chamber was on the verge of dying, but she was reluctant to go and add some logs.She was anxiously waiting for her husband. It was their routine her husband would work from six in the dusk to six in the dawn. Rosie admired his hard work by rewarding him with his favorite dishes every now and then.
It was something odd today, she looked a but nervous, maybe out of her pregnancy. Every Other woman complains about this, especially in the early months. Every now and then she looked at the hanging clock, with every passing minute she became a little more worried.
Someone knocked at the door, forcing her out of her reverie, she got up as she knew it was the time . "Hey darling come on, you are already late, I hope you would at least have dinner and go, won't you? " ,Rosie said to her husband. She knew somewhere hard sure that he won't say, that he would add, " I am too tired, I will wash heat up and go"
"I will have a glass of drink," He said. Rosie felt a little odd, she thought the work pressure is high - winters are a hardship she knew.
The man was dressed in a brown cosy coat, with a leather bag in his hand. A constant frown was balanced at his head.He was breathing hard, with a quivering voice he said, " Get me the drink quickly I have to go"
Rosie hurried herself to the kitchen, her hands were trembling a bit out of nervousness, she wanted to make a call to her husband but he was too tired to help her. She wanted him out of all his Misery.
Roise knew that ice was not a good option in such bitter weather but she didn't even think a second before, she added it! .
"Take it honey" she said handing him the glass,she didn't bother to look in his eyes. "Had a rough day? "
"Kind of " Disappointment giving way to concern, " I will leave soon" He said.
For a long time there was utter silence, Rosie comforted herself on the sofa and began netting again.
After having the last sip, his husband sat back and took a long breath . It looked like an effort to relax him from some heart eating stress.
He did break the silence by adding," Why are you sewing this? "
Rosie was a bit shocked at this question. She didn't wanted to answer. She wanted to say, "this little sweater won't fit you at least" But she rather replied, "It's for OUR baby"
He asked her for the sweater, it was so small that it was smaller than his palm. Give me those needles he Quivered and asked. He had begun to feel a little Breathless by then.
#story #paininlife #review.
NEEDLE (PART 1)
(Do try to guess the climax, I have tried to make it as messy as possible)
Rosie swiftly passed by the passage drawing the curtains to prevent the darkness from creeping in. It was late in the night, wind was whistling in the outdoors . Rosie was napping sweater sitting comfortably on a soft-feathery sofa.
The house was rather an upper middle class dwelling, the sofa which was initially white has now tainted itself with dust. The place was a little manic, disturbed -the reason was Rosie, she couldn't bring herself to clean the room.
Her rounded belly alarmed her to have some snacks. It is a duty of a mother to eat healthy special at such a tender stage of pregnancy. She carried herself to the kitchen-took a spicy bag of potato chips from an old and rusted box-and came back on the sofa.
The fire in the chamber was on the verge of dying, but she was reluctant to go and add some logs.She was anxiously waiting for her husband. It was their routine her husband would work from six in the dusk to six in the dawn. Rosie admired his hard work by rewarding him with his favorite dishes every now and then.
It was something odd today, she looked a but nervous, maybe out of her pregnancy. Every Other woman complains about this, especially in the early months. Every now and then she looked at the hanging clock, with every passing minute she became a little more worried.
Someone knocked at the door, forcing her out of her reverie, she got up as she knew it was the time . "Hey darling come on, you are already late, I hope you would at least have dinner and go, won't you? " ,Rosie said to her husband. She knew somewhere hard sure that he won't say, that he would add, " I am too tired, I will wash heat up and go"
"I will have a glass of drink," He said. Rosie felt a little odd, she thought the work pressure is high - winters are a hardship she knew.
The man was dressed in a brown cosy coat, with a leather bag in his hand. A constant frown was balanced at his head.He was breathing hard, with a quivering voice he said, " Get me the drink quickly I have to go"
Rosie hurried herself to the kitchen, her hands were trembling a bit out of nervousness, she wanted to make a call to her husband but he was too tired to help her. She wanted him out of all his Misery.
Roise knew that ice was not a good option in such bitter weather but she didn't even think a second before, she added it! .
"Take it honey" she said handing him the glass,she didn't bother to look in his eyes. "Had a rough day? "
"Kind of " Disappointment giving way to concern, " I will leave soon" He said.
For a long time there was utter silence, Rosie comforted herself on the sofa and began netting again.
After having the last sip, his husband sat back and took a long breath . It looked like an effort to relax him from some heart eating stress.
He did break the silence by adding," Why are you sewing this? "
Rosie was a bit shocked at this question. She didn't wanted to answer. She wanted to say, "this little sweater won't fit you at least" But she rather replied, "It's for OUR baby"
He asked her for the sweater, it was so small that it was smaller than his palm. Give me those needles he Quivered and asked. He had begun to feel a little Breathless by then.
#paininlife #Story #review
(Do try to guess the climax, I have tried to make it as messy as possible)
Rosie swiftly passed by the passage drawing the curtains to prevent the darkness from creeping in. It was late in the night, wind was whistling in the outdoors . Rosie was napping sweater sitting comfortably on a soft-feathery sofa.
The house was rather an upper middle class dwelling, the sofa which was initially white has now tainted itself with dust. The place was a little manic, disturbed -the reason was Rosie, she couldn't bring herself to clean the room.
Her rounded belly alarmed her to have some snacks. It is a duty of a mother to eat healthy special at such a tender stage of pregnancy. She carried herself to the kitchen-took a spicy bag of potato chips from an old and rusted box-and came back on the sofa.
The fire in the chamber was on the verge of dying, but she was reluctant to go and add some logs.She was anxiously waiting for her husband. It was their routine her husband would work from six in the dusk to six in the dawn. Rosie admired his hard work by rewarding him with his favorite dishes every now and then.
It was something odd today, she looked a but nervous, maybe out of her pregnancy. Every Other woman complains about this, especially in the early months. Every now and then she looked at the hanging clock, with every passing minute she became a little more worried.
Someone knocked at the door, forcing her out of her reverie, she got up as she knew it was the time . "Hey darling come on, you are already late, I hope you would at least have dinner and go, won't you? " ,Rosie said to her husband. She knew somewhere hard sure that he won't say, that he would add, " I am too tired, I will wash heat up and go"
"I will have a glass of drink," He said. Rosie felt a little odd, she thought the work pressure is high - winters are a hardship she knew.
The man was dressed in a brown cosy coat, with a leather bag in his hand. A constant frown was balanced at his head.He was breathing hard, with a quivering voice he said, " Get me the drink quickly I have to go"
Rosie hurried herself to the kitchen, her hands were trembling a bit out of nervousness, she wanted to make a call to her husband but he was too tired to help her. She wanted him out of all his Misery.
Roise knew that ice was not a good option in such bitter weather but she didn't even think a second before, she added it! .
"Take it honey" she said handing him the glass,she didn't bother to look in his eyes. "Had a rough day? "
"Kind of " Disappointment giving way to concern, " I will leave soon" He said.
For a long time there was utter silence, Rosie comforted herself on the sofa and began netting again.
After having the last sip, his husband sat back and took a long breath . It looked like an effort to relax him from some heart eating stress.
He did break the silence by adding," Why are you sewing this? "
Rosie was a bit shocked at this question. She didn't wanted to answer. She wanted to say, "this little sweater won't fit you at least" But she rather replied, "It's for OUR baby"
He asked her for the sweater, it was so small that it was smaller than his palm. Give me those needles he Quivered and asked. He had begun to feel a little Breathless by then.
#paininlife #Story #review
I'm done
You sown the seed of love in my heart's soil,
You nurtured it,
And when it started developing,
You left me in a turmoil.
You inserted the thoughts,
Of trust and intimacy in my brain,
And when it began to embrace them,
You left me with much reasons to explain.
I happily gave u all what u ever wanted,
Without asking u for none,
But before even I could create any difference,
You left me all alone with no hopes to return.
Enough now......I'm done.
#review #San #poetry
You sown the seed of love in my heart's soil,
You nurtured it,
And when it started developing,
You left me in a turmoil.
You inserted the thoughts,
Of trust and intimacy in my brain,
And when it began to embrace them,
You left me with much reasons to explain.
I happily gave u all what u ever wanted,
Without asking u for none,
But before even I could create any difference,
You left me all alone with no hopes to return.
Enough now......I'm done.
#review #San #poetry
The date I know the day I don't,
Finding resembling faces amidst unknown.
I saw her like the festival of light,
Spreading glee all day all night.
Bewitched by her little smile,
I walked beyond my mile.
Under the open starlit sky,
I think of her until sleep passes me by.
I saw her like the winter sun,
Wiping darkness with the crack of dawn.
I saw her like an oasis of serenity,
With a glance conquering uncertainty.
Comely face as a blessing of nature,
Beautiful hair as monsoon cloud creature.
Falling from the high above,
Condensed on my window pane.
Gestures she made I can do nothing but gaze,
Beauty in her eye can create a raze.
What a surreal experience it was,
I was a trouble and she was the cause.
I could never talk to her,
I could never see myself worthy.
#review #poetry
Finding resembling faces amidst unknown.
I saw her like the festival of light,
Spreading glee all day all night.
Bewitched by her little smile,
I walked beyond my mile.
Under the open starlit sky,
I think of her until sleep passes me by.
I saw her like the winter sun,
Wiping darkness with the crack of dawn.
I saw her like an oasis of serenity,
With a glance conquering uncertainty.
Comely face as a blessing of nature,
Beautiful hair as monsoon cloud creature.
Falling from the high above,
Condensed on my window pane.
Gestures she made I can do nothing but gaze,
Beauty in her eye can create a raze.
What a surreal experience it was,
I was a trouble and she was the cause.
I could never talk to her,
I could never see myself worthy.
#review #poetry
Where have you hidden yourself truly?
Where does one search for you duly?
Your imprints are seen now here
Yet you are seen nowhere
How many days at a stretch
For my thoughts to quench?
Will this be an endless quest?
Or this second celebrate success?
Relentless river of hope flows faster
No full stop to my quest hereafter
This river flows down past my door
Whether I wet my feet or walk away
Destiny's magic play
Without any address to go to
Without arguing it much ado
Why did I stand here?
Tell me, my friend very dear
With the brush of solitude
A pretty snowflake I drew
Thanks to the sun's rays on me
I melted into nothingness really
I was like a fish roaming
In the unknown waters swimming
Looking only for you
My sleepless eyes scan high and low
All over the town searching for you
I want to share my thoughts w you
In a language no one else will know
I crossed the seven seas to search for you.
Lookin for only you all the way
I will meet you one day
Cruising the seven mountain and sea
#review #poetry #Eon1205
Where does one search for you duly?
Your imprints are seen now here
Yet you are seen nowhere
How many days at a stretch
For my thoughts to quench?
Will this be an endless quest?
Or this second celebrate success?
Relentless river of hope flows faster
No full stop to my quest hereafter
This river flows down past my door
Whether I wet my feet or walk away
Destiny's magic play
Without any address to go to
Without arguing it much ado
Why did I stand here?
Tell me, my friend very dear
With the brush of solitude
A pretty snowflake I drew
Thanks to the sun's rays on me
I melted into nothingness really
I was like a fish roaming
In the unknown waters swimming
Looking only for you
My sleepless eyes scan high and low
All over the town searching for you
I want to share my thoughts w you
In a language no one else will know
I crossed the seven seas to search for you.
Lookin for only you all the way
I will meet you one day
Cruising the seven mountain and sea
#review #poetry #Eon1205
Is it me or is it my mind?
Is it my soul or is it the time?
Who is it and why is it so tired?
That it is pulling me behind,
To do anything right?
I wanna walk fast like them,
I wanna keep going till the end.
But is it my feet or the weather too cold?
That I keep crumbling down,
Without anything to hold.
However and whatever it is...
I know my mind is a complex thing.
There must be the unknown energy
Left in an unknown corner of it.
I hope I find it before its too late,
So that I use it to change my fate.
#review #poetry #theunknown
Is it my soul or is it the time?
Who is it and why is it so tired?
That it is pulling me behind,
To do anything right?
I wanna walk fast like them,
I wanna keep going till the end.
But is it my feet or the weather too cold?
That I keep crumbling down,
Without anything to hold.
However and whatever it is...
I know my mind is a complex thing.
There must be the unknown energy
Left in an unknown corner of it.
I hope I find it before its too late,
So that I use it to change my fate.
#review #poetry #theunknown
#review
#poetry
#aarushi
I felt like you are the one,
at the very first sight,
but we might remain strangers forever,
I don't know if that's a boon or a plight.
I ain't sure of what I'm feeling,
if it is infatuation or love,
but seeing you gives me calmness,
makes me feel like a dove.
If I reach out to you,
would you think I'm wierd or a creep?
Or would you think it's just a timepass,
and silently take my leave?
You might have someone else,
and I ain't sure if you are the one for me,
I leave it on the Universe now,
where this goes, let me see.
P.S. - These ain't my feelings, these are just my words for someone's feelings.
#poetry
#aarushi
I felt like you are the one,
at the very first sight,
but we might remain strangers forever,
I don't know if that's a boon or a plight.
I ain't sure of what I'm feeling,
if it is infatuation or love,
but seeing you gives me calmness,
makes me feel like a dove.
If I reach out to you,
would you think I'm wierd or a creep?
Or would you think it's just a timepass,
and silently take my leave?
You might have someone else,
and I ain't sure if you are the one for me,
I leave it on the Universe now,
where this goes, let me see.
P.S. - These ain't my feelings, these are just my words for someone's feelings.
Grab my hands and pull me out there
Am i only guy who afraid of people here?
Always pretend I'm a boy with no fear
So open your ear, hear my words clear
There's mirror in my front
Saying 'What you've ever done'
Lot's of people call me friend
I need help! Now there's none
Good days afraid of me
Like I have a magnum
Happiness away from me
I don't care I'm feeling numb
Freedom, saying every peice of me
Am i dumb?
Thinking love is real
Thinking friend will heal
Thinking trusting exists
Maturity comes with age, This just a myth
Hey! I'm bleeding again
Can you stich?
I always wanted to be perfect
Yeah! I admit
This sounds crazy
Isn't it?
They said they care for me
But they never did
I have many stories
All are unfinished
Why don't you talk to me?
I'm not a psycho scientist!
Ahh! My times up
Now I've to leave
#review #AK7
Am i only guy who afraid of people here?
Always pretend I'm a boy with no fear
So open your ear, hear my words clear
There's mirror in my front
Saying 'What you've ever done'
Lot's of people call me friend
I need help! Now there's none
Good days afraid of me
Like I have a magnum
Happiness away from me
I don't care I'm feeling numb
Freedom, saying every peice of me
Am i dumb?
Thinking love is real
Thinking friend will heal
Thinking trusting exists
Maturity comes with age, This just a myth
Hey! I'm bleeding again
Can you stich?
I always wanted to be perfect
Yeah! I admit
This sounds crazy
Isn't it?
They said they care for me
But they never did
I have many stories
All are unfinished
Why don't you talk to me?
I'm not a psycho scientist!
Ahh! My times up
Now I've to leave
#review #AK7
Why I don't have any power?
I guess you have
Okk, what kind? Can I breath in water?
NO
Will I live forever?
NO
Strength or speed?
NO
Okay, then you tell me please
You've the power of HOPE
It will never let you die , just don't let it die
No matter how many times you lost your battle You'll stand again and try, just don't let it die
You'll be able to see light in the dark
Your little little steps will reach to your mark
The road could be long but won't be wrong
All you need to listen is the voices of your heart
We gave you something, which no GOD has
This makes you different, a human from the ash
All the suffering i know you can cope
I believe you child, use the power of HOPE
#review #poetry #hope
I guess you have
Okk, what kind? Can I breath in water?
NO
Will I live forever?
NO
Strength or speed?
NO
Okay, then you tell me please
You've the power of HOPE
It will never let you die , just don't let it die
No matter how many times you lost your battle You'll stand again and try, just don't let it die
You'll be able to see light in the dark
Your little little steps will reach to your mark
The road could be long but won't be wrong
All you need to listen is the voices of your heart
We gave you something, which no GOD has
This makes you different, a human from the ash
All the suffering i know you can cope
I believe you child, use the power of HOPE
#review #poetry #hope
Why it's feels so alone?
Maybe cause of
I didn't hear my fav songs
It's night and it's so dark
It's feeling like I'm lost
When this night will end?
Stop living in my head!
What if I stay calm?
And what if you stay with me?
There are thousands of words to say
And you are not here to listen to me
One day you would come at any reason for me
And one day I'll be gone for many reasons and you won't see that coming..
#review #piyush #verse
Maybe cause of
I didn't hear my fav songs
It's night and it's so dark
It's feeling like I'm lost
When this night will end?
Stop living in my head!
What if I stay calm?
And what if you stay with me?
There are thousands of words to say
And you are not here to listen to me
One day you would come at any reason for me
And one day I'll be gone for many reasons and you won't see that coming..
#review #piyush #verse
LILIES AND ROSE
I rushed to the store
and bought a bouquet of lilies and a red rose.
I was like an enthusiastic guitar,
gleeful; cheerful and indeed, grateful.
I decorated the house with fairy lights
and the rooms with crimson ribbons and balloons.
I smile through the memories
as how on our first Valentine's Day
I proposed her with a ring of platinum
and bouquet of lilies!
Lilies are her favourite
and so are mine!
I love my babe,
I love her pleasant smile!
I remember brushing her cheeks with white lilies
and did I tell you
that her name too, is Lily!
Must be wondering
why I bought a red rose!?
Let me tell you as I drive along.
An hour ago,
Lily gave birth to a baby girl,
who owns that velvet rose
and happiness of many more!
Perfect. I reached in time.
There's my family.
Mom, dad, in-laws.
Numerous smiles;
blooming happiness.
The moment, I wish I could pause!
I push the door
and see my lifelines;
my queen and my princess!
"Papa's here with lovely lilies
and Wow, a crimson rose! ", she says
as I kiss her forehead
and hand her the bouquet I bore.
I look at my precious child.
Her daddy-like features
and mom-like skin pinkish white!
The rose adorns my angel
as I rest her in my arms.
I gently peck her little fingers
and pray,
"let there be more love in the world my lord,
for I'm blessed with so much;
what more can I want! "
#ballad #review #grace
I rushed to the store
and bought a bouquet of lilies and a red rose.
I was like an enthusiastic guitar,
gleeful; cheerful and indeed, grateful.
I decorated the house with fairy lights
and the rooms with crimson ribbons and balloons.
I smile through the memories
as how on our first Valentine's Day
I proposed her with a ring of platinum
and bouquet of lilies!
Lilies are her favourite
and so are mine!
I love my babe,
I love her pleasant smile!
I remember brushing her cheeks with white lilies
and did I tell you
that her name too, is Lily!
Must be wondering
why I bought a red rose!?
Let me tell you as I drive along.
An hour ago,
Lily gave birth to a baby girl,
who owns that velvet rose
and happiness of many more!
Perfect. I reached in time.
There's my family.
Mom, dad, in-laws.
Numerous smiles;
blooming happiness.
The moment, I wish I could pause!
I push the door
and see my lifelines;
my queen and my princess!
"Papa's here with lovely lilies
and Wow, a crimson rose! ", she says
as I kiss her forehead
and hand her the bouquet I bore.
I look at my precious child.
Her daddy-like features
and mom-like skin pinkish white!
The rose adorns my angel
as I rest her in my arms.
I gently peck her little fingers
and pray,
"let there be more love in the world my lord,
for I'm blessed with so much;
what more can I want! "
#ballad #review #grace
I'm all alone
Waiting for your response
Staring at the moon
Take me back to home
Lying on my face
Loving make no sense
Waiting for the doom
Take me back to home
Feeling cold inside
Making possible dive
Head hit first on stone
Take me back to home
It's been too much to bear
Take me away from hear
Hell always been my room
Take me back to home
#review #verse
Waiting for your response
Staring at the moon
Take me back to home
Lying on my face
Loving make no sense
Waiting for the doom
Take me back to home
Feeling cold inside
Making possible dive
Head hit first on stone
Take me back to home
It's been too much to bear
Take me away from hear
Hell always been my room
Take me back to home
#review #verse
We have fought a battle, a long long ago.
We might have won, but in pale yellow burnt scripts, there isn't any Trace,
Though we believe, we utterly, dearly keep Faith
In it's victory, and for it did win for our fate.
I remember them saying,
'Through it's virtue God brought us Morals.
And to continue we shall act upon our deeds, correct what one feels.'
Never really did they emphasized on Ethics,
As in pale yellow burnt scripts they might have found some invisible trace's of ink.
And it might have said to them,
' Through what you believe, comes enactment of your deed, here's a path, don't bend,walk straight, here are rules, don't break, walk straight'
And onwards and ahead,
With God's sheer-sheer Grace, we
Shall keep moving.
As it says
For them, Their God,
Is pale yellow scripts.
For me Mine somewhere else exists
And when from afar afar,
I ask him to take me away,
He then silently maybe replies,
In pale yellow burns, you carve me
And then, just then,
To you ,in their invisible Traces, might seem my smiles
Until then,
Believe them.
Walk straight, don't bend,
Here is your path keep on the chase.
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#sans
#poetry
We might have won, but in pale yellow burnt scripts, there isn't any Trace,
Though we believe, we utterly, dearly keep Faith
In it's victory, and for it did win for our fate.
I remember them saying,
'Through it's virtue God brought us Morals.
And to continue we shall act upon our deeds, correct what one feels.'
Never really did they emphasized on Ethics,
As in pale yellow burnt scripts they might have found some invisible trace's of ink.
And it might have said to them,
' Through what you believe, comes enactment of your deed, here's a path, don't bend,walk straight, here are rules, don't break, walk straight'
And onwards and ahead,
With God's sheer-sheer Grace, we
Shall keep moving.
As it says
For them, Their God,
Is pale yellow scripts.
For me Mine somewhere else exists
And when from afar afar,
I ask him to take me away,
He then silently maybe replies,
In pale yellow burns, you carve me
And then, just then,
To you ,in their invisible Traces, might seem my smiles
Until then,
Believe them.
Walk straight, don't bend,
Here is your path keep on the chase.
#review
#sans
#poetry
I was lost and you came along,
Between the words like a song,
You held my hand and I found my way,
To my success, keeping the sorrows away,
It was you who always stood by my side,
Be it a walk in the rain or a bike ride,
You made me value the stars even more,
You were the best gift I could ever ask for...
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#poetry
Between the words like a song,
You held my hand and I found my way,
To my success, keeping the sorrows away,
It was you who always stood by my side,
Be it a walk in the rain or a bike ride,
You made me value the stars even more,
You were the best gift I could ever ask for...
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#poetry
Spectrum of love
I had once affected from love
We were one, now it's just get separate by move
No one tried to prove
Now we aren't into..,
Love.
But still checking up on each other's.
Maybe we still don't want to get lose
That was best life, when I had choose..,
Her.
Now it's getting worse and I can't do..,
Anything.
Stucked up on penny things,
You and me had fucked up everything.
Me and her, had dreams.
It was fucked up ever since.
#review #piyush #verse
I had once affected from love
We were one, now it's just get separate by move
No one tried to prove
Now we aren't into..,
Love.
But still checking up on each other's.
Maybe we still don't want to get lose
That was best life, when I had choose..,
Her.
Now it's getting worse and I can't do..,
Anything.
Stucked up on penny things,
You and me had fucked up everything.
Me and her, had dreams.
It was fucked up ever since.
#review #piyush #verse
Quote:
A person whose desires you know,
Is a person whose life you can control.
~African Ink
Desire.
My heart longs for something,
I can not explain it,
But I can feel it burning
And calling out to me,
From parts of my heart and body,
That I didn't know existed,
Just to have a taste of it.
I would do anything to have it--
Anything!
I would kill anyone who tries to stop me from acquiring it,
I would cut the hands that hid it from me,
I would... Because I need it--
No! I crave it!
I would worship the one__
Man or God__
Who fulfills it.
I would forever be in debt of them,
I would be a slave to them.
They could use me in any possible way.
They could even kill me,
As long as I had had a chance to touch that sacred thing.
My heart longs for something,
And whoever knows what that thing is,
They have the authority to command me,
For a man's desires out weigh his dignity.
#review #AI #Poetry
A person whose desires you know,
Is a person whose life you can control.
~African Ink
Desire.
My heart longs for something,
I can not explain it,
But I can feel it burning
And calling out to me,
From parts of my heart and body,
That I didn't know existed,
Just to have a taste of it.
I would do anything to have it--
Anything!
I would kill anyone who tries to stop me from acquiring it,
I would cut the hands that hid it from me,
I would... Because I need it--
No! I crave it!
I would worship the one__
Man or God__
Who fulfills it.
I would forever be in debt of them,
I would be a slave to them.
They could use me in any possible way.
They could even kill me,
As long as I had had a chance to touch that sacred thing.
My heart longs for something,
And whoever knows what that thing is,
They have the authority to command me,
For a man's desires out weigh his dignity.
#review #AI #Poetry
No looking back
My emotions slips into my heart's profound,
While good old memories escape through the narrow galleries of brain,
When a feeling of nothingness crawls up my spine,
It's my valiant effort that holds me firmly to the ground.
Wounds having being buried somewhere underneath the skin,
Trying hard to escape to the surface,
Seems to look at me with their evil grin.
Just the thought of what turns me breathless.
I step forward on the track,
Without even for a while looking back,
Forbidding my awful past from scaring me again,
I continue to walk further with much more milestones to attain.
#review #San #poetry
My emotions slips into my heart's profound,
While good old memories escape through the narrow galleries of brain,
When a feeling of nothingness crawls up my spine,
It's my valiant effort that holds me firmly to the ground.
Wounds having being buried somewhere underneath the skin,
Trying hard to escape to the surface,
Seems to look at me with their evil grin.
Just the thought of what turns me breathless.
I step forward on the track,
Without even for a while looking back,
Forbidding my awful past from scaring me again,
I continue to walk further with much more milestones to attain.
#review #San #poetry
Diamonds in the sky
Oceans in my heart
Some unspoken cries
Tearing me apart......
The words stuck in lungs
The song that was never sung
I can hear all that now
Want to tell everyone....
but how...
The half closed eyes
Fully closed lips
The down looking face
Being judged at every interface
The simmering cries
Sends shivers down the chin
But no one can hear them
Because all it is within......
Do i like ...To live like that
You must be fool
To buy that
No one likes
To hear those inner cries
Not everyone's strong enough
To bear those bitter chirps
If anyone does
So simple...he lies
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#poetry
#ocean
Oceans in my heart
Some unspoken cries
Tearing me apart......
The words stuck in lungs
The song that was never sung
I can hear all that now
Want to tell everyone....
but how...
The half closed eyes
Fully closed lips
The down looking face
Being judged at every interface
The simmering cries
Sends shivers down the chin
But no one can hear them
Because all it is within......
Do i like ...To live like that
You must be fool
To buy that
No one likes
To hear those inner cries
Not everyone's strong enough
To bear those bitter chirps
If anyone does
So simple...he lies
#review
#poetry
#ocean