Do we possess the courage to let things go completely? Like not thinking and letting that certain thought or past event affect your daily life, not having any sort of triggers.
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Today, they resurfaced again
Like a storm, came bearing the pain.
Where she writes about
hurt,love, pain
and healing
A beautiful spiral of
various emotions.
With very first ray
It hides,
Only when sun sets it shines.
I reckon We are like ocean waves, Dancing together Weaving melodious patterns; But, never get to be together, Parting at shore end Only to Weep…
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I still have black box deep inside my closet. Containing our moments of torned promises.
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Maybe it’s true I’m weird after view. Prefers solace Crowds give me haemorrhage. Too simple to remember. Too easy to gamble. Trust became issue Friendship…
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“Every failure is a lesson. Every success is a message. To hold but, never ruin blesings of loved one’s around you.“
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We all are Sinners One way or another, Then, why? Point finger Chanting Foul grace, I’m my own being Crumbling Learning From the mistakes pronounced,…
Leave a CommentBlink of an eye And Eons went by, Since you opened Your heart, Letting someone in Sharing your beliefs And secrets never Spoken for, Refrained…
Leave a CommentDon’t hideLet me read along the linesConnecting mineHeart tiesLike vineFeeding fromYour sizzling warmthSurrounded byYour touch.
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I wrote about Heartache Not following your Past mistakes, But, what about The girls or boys Getting raped, Losing innocence As such young age, Not…
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Inspid scribbles glory cripple directionless war spree in midst of crumbling world searching ‘shelter’.
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Every step turned failure, every effort became saviour. Moulding me braver; a warrior to face what else the journey holds? At least I know, The…
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I smell The salty breeze calm before it reveals. The true intentions of coming this close submerging the evil behold.
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She like dancing in rain, reminiscing youthful days of first love. Related Posts:Book Review: Love, Hope, And MagicSelf Love
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This flask contain essence of you and I, bitter yet, sweet. If you try to stitches the open wound. Hurt simplify yet, you never oblige…
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Knock on your door you standing so close, Messy bun on top of your head . Smudge of mascara on side of your eyelid. The…
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Coffee doesn’t taste sweeter , Water is plain and bitter. My inspiration evaporated the moment you exited those doors.
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Drowned myself in Bottle full of memories. Bitter, no sweetness they carry. Stuck on this station, where no train to lift you up? …
2 CommentsMuted the telly, burned newspaper. Only to restore the beauty, of this broken world. I harbour in imagination not allowing it to hinder creation.
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