Sing me the song
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Sing me the song as you in past sang
Melodious it was with your unique slang
I want to hear it again from your curved lips
Voice of your sweet lies
Making me belief that dreams are always flowers and butterflies

Sing me the song of our endless nights
Where we both lie in each other arms
As time stopped then and there
Entangled in our kiss.
The memories like these I most miss

But I never knew that betrayal was in your blood
I never knew that you leaving me will cause an inside flood
Flood of despair, anger, loneliness and a total stranger.
Stranger to the hate that would follow
Stranger to insomnia, Stranger to tomorrow

I tried to move on
Started every day with a fake smile
But by the end of the day I was drunk
While I roam in nothingness.
I became weird and vile

Now I wonder what a fool I was
To make you my love,
Now I know that it was all false
You were just making a bluff

Sing me my last song
Before I descent to hell
Sing me my mistakes
Sing me your name
And if you ever want to save me
Come back at my grave, my lady,
Even from hell, I will love you madly

What are friends

What are friends
When the sky is blue and
the harmonious birds spin
Tunes in the air

What are friends
When the oceans sing
the mermaid's song
Inline with the whales

What are friends
When the trees swish
And swosh to the
Superiority of the sun

What are friends
When polar bears
Remind me the one time
I felt nature was home


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#Nosii

~ a moment of execution ~

Is my adventure postponed or raised session?
Or was the judgment issued against me in absentia ?!

I haven't realized anything yet ...!
I did not start yet ..!

Did everything end like this ..? Without ... you hear my testimony ..
?!
Or should I recover from a long coma?
Should I pay a bribe to this life to resume my walk with it?
Or did she make her decision and does not return? ..
I hate losing since my youth ... Am I losing in front of a life that claims its chains are around me ?!

Do I rebel? It is my freedom that I deserve ..... What if my execution is my freedom ??
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~ a moment of execution ~

Is my adventure postponed or raised session?
Or was the judgment issued against me in absentia ?!

I haven't realized anything yet ...!
I did not start yet ..!

Did everything end like this ..? Without ... you hear my testimony ..
?!
Or should I recover from a long coma?
Should I pay a bribe to this life to resume my walk with it?
Or did she make her decision and does not return? ..
I hate losing since my youth ... Am I losing in front of a life that claims its chains are around me ?!

Do I rebel? It is my freedom that I deserve ..... What if my execution is my freedom ??
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Although I knew that the vacant space in your heart,
Was reserved for someone else,
But I kept it occupied with your love in mine,
Kinda hard still I pretend to be fine.

#review #San #quote

#thought
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#aarushi
God would have never wasted his energy in creating you if they wished for you to have the same life as someone you know or idolize. Be yourself and live your own life.

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There will be times when you will want to force your loved one.
When you will want to decieve one.
When you will want to ignore one.
When you will want like curse one.

Just take a deep breath in such times.
Don't be so selfish and don't have such obsession.
Don't lose a gem from your life.
Remind yourself to feel your loved one, with passion.

~Ash

#review #rant

You see how we think we chase that person in our life who we think is special, how we are always looking for ways so that they can look back at us in the same way we look at them, they feel for us same way we feel for them... And they don't. After which we feel we are a fool for chasing them and we think they enjoy or show apathy towards our situation...

Guess what.. Everyone's fool for someone. They are not looking at us the way we look at them because they are looking at someone else the way we look at them and perhaps that someone is hoping to catch someone else's attention... And the chain goes on.

I would be too crass to say that everyone's someone's bitch.

#The_Lost_Poet

YOU

You're my cosmos and my infinity,
You're the wild hearts beating for eternity
You're the embrace of the silver moon
You're the flowers that the bloom,
You're the thoughts that have been left unsaid,
You're the books that I've read,
You're my fav person in the crowd,
You're my "I love you" said out too loud,
You're the mantelpiece beside my bed,
You're the love letters that I have read,
You're the one who taught me to be free,
You're the one who loved me for being me!

~iwritesometimes

@mansibajaj
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#loverhyme

Met a pretty boy in the dark,
Bright eyes and a calm smile,
He held my hand, I held my breath,
And lit up an infinity in awhile.



@IWRITESOMTIMES
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#poetry
#mans

Moth
Like a moth I breath only to come out
from a greased exhaust fan
into the life of flowers of trees
My life is a struggle to escape
from the four walls of ugly world
to the world yonder with no ends
I can't eat these oils anymore
stuck to the ceilings from soot
I want leaves to grow for me
from the womb of existence itself
I want to die over some soil
covered with petals and dew.

#za #poetry #thoughts #review

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#iwritesometimes
#poem

You are like a kaleidoscope,
With beautiful colors and hue,
And When it's white light ebmraces your face,
Even the sun starts dancing too

~iwritesometimes | @Mansibajaj

My love is strong whiskey
My love is spray cheese
My love is hard knock
My love is occupancy
My love is war

My love is your pain
My love is your tone
My love is your nightmare
My love is more than your fear
My love is more than your mother

My love is beautiful and
It smiles like a lunatic
Freshly registered in the psychiatric

My love smells fresh like
Orange juice, sweet to the taste
And sour like squeezed grape fruit

My love is rooted with
Few branches
For you and me.


#poetry #review #AR

She maneuvers arduous all day,
She cooks and vigilance for the family,
She nurtures her juveniles,
She fulfills everyone foremost,
Then she dines,
She is a selfless mama,
She is also a good daughter,
She is eternal with her companion in kith and kin of vitality,
She invariably endures everything,
She renunciations everything for the clan,
It is said "God cant take vigilance of all humans, he cultivated mothers"
Oh lord, what an amazing souvenir,
Oh lord, bless our mothers with promising essence,
Oh lord, we thank you for the bounty
Perpetually virtue your "mother"
Not everyone is honored to have "Mom"
She fetches me from all crises,
She is a good mama and true pal,
She compels me "smile" when im sad,
"Mom" cant be depicted in words!
#poetry #review #ae
Happy women's day

A Time Travelers’ memoir
#poetry #review #Abhijit
Transcending time and space,
I see past, present and the future.
I saw the evolution of humans,
And from humans to a social creature.

The past is rather an untold story.
From microorganism to man,
From man to his thirst of glory.
The story reveals the uncertainty,
Which eventually becomes a tragedy.

Tragedy has many faces to show
War, holocaust and much more
As the screams of the dying reach its crescendo
But truth is that the social creature never learns
It becomes death itself and its own destruction
Even screams cannot make it slightly discern

Future is what I most fear,
It’s the future I never see clear.
It changes from time to time,
I see heaven and hell all in one,
Lost to the existence of its own paradigm.

Present is like a thread of strings,
With each second, changes make a swing,
Its like birds flying with torn wings.
Still present is what holds the future.

It still holds hope.
Its still gives Mankind its last chance,
Like a falling mountaineer grabbing its rope.

There's a reason!
#poetry #review #Keith
There's a reason why
God created man and woman,
But not man and man
Or woman and woman.

There's a reason why
You are female and he's male,
She's her and you are him.

There's a reason why I am
Me, and you are you,
So there's a reason why you shouldn't judge me!

#poetry #Angela #review

Why love?
Swimming in the pool of pain
Drown by lustful desire
Fed with
Lies and fake promises
Singing stupid excuses
Strips me naked before him
Satisfies himself with no bill
Do the same to a girly in my absent

Why love?
Pecks me in pretence
Trying to make it known he really cares
his arms round my waist
Kissing and dangling with my hair
Convincing my thoughts with romantic touches.

Why love?
When all that comes after is pain.

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The Rebel




When everybody has short hair,

The rebel lets his hair grow long.


When everybody has long hair,

The rebel cuts his hair short.


When everybody talks during the lesson,

The rebel doesn’t say a word.


When nobody talks during the lesson,

The rebel creates a disturbance.


When everybody wears a uniform,

The rebel dresses in fantastic clothes.


When everybody wears fantastic clothes,

The rebel dresses soberly.


In the company of dog lovers,

The rebel expresses a preference for cats.


In the company of cat lovers,

The rebel puts in a good word for dogs.


When everybody is praising the sun,

The rebel remarks on the need for rain.


When everybody is greeting the rain,

The rebel regrets the absence of sun.


When everybody goes to the meeting,

The rebel stays at home and reads a book.


When everybody stays at home and reads a book,

The rebel goes to the meeting.


When everybody says, Yes please,

The rebel says, No thank you.


When everybody says, No thank you,

The rebel says, Yes please.


It is very good that we have rebels.

You may not find it very good to be one.


D. J. Enright

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In love with Medusa,does that make me Poseidon?
Is this love story doomed before it begun?
Or can I rewrite history as I set on?

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My Angela

My Angela
I've failed you
I know I have
If only I can
Then I wouldn't have hesitate
Why me? You asked
I couldn't give an answer
Everything looks blur
I watched you weep sorrowfully
There was nothing I could do
"Oh Lord give me the grace to help my dear Angela"
I pray
Help me please!!
You screamed in anguish
I wish I could, my dear Angela.

My Angela
I had a dream
I saw you in my dream
Clothed with a royal dress
Looking like a beautiful bride
Shining bright like the early morning sunrise
I saw you
Soaring high
High above the hills
High above the eagles
They stoop to watch you conquer
They stoop to watch you excel

My Angela
You're fearfully
and wonderfully made
Cry not for thy tears
Had been replaced,
I pray.