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Never give in I didn't sleep for nights, I leapt over all heights. Never gave in;I wrote down my own fate, Never let my morale to abate. Underneath my steps where the dangers stood, Took me out from my comfort zone for good. I worked hard day in and day out, In order to make it count. There were instances where I was about to stumble, Sturdily I walked,never let my morale to crumble. The path was misty;visibility ahead wasn't quite clear, Fiercely determined I was,through all the odds was able to steer. They were jealous of me,they tried to block my way, But I kept myself strong and made it to the top one day. #review#San#poetry

#review#poetry Mansi iwritesometimes :) Sometimes I'd sit in silence, And wonder if I'm being real, Are my feet tied to ground, Or Am I trapped by my fear? Do I really fear losing you?, Or is it all inside my head, Or Am I haunted by the same monsters, Which once lived beneath my bed The longing feels like forever, It doesn't let me get through. But I know If you are happy, Then I'll be happy too They say this pretty thing is called LOVE, And for it I'll have to stay tough, But you can't feel my legs melting, You haven't been there for long enough Whenever you are out of my sight, Why do I feel like crying? Is it okay to feel all this, Or maybe I'm slowly dying. Why did you pour empty words to drink, When you had planned to leave too soon, And only wanted to know me, When the sky was bright and the moon was full But I will never blame you, For the tear stains on my floor, As I was the one who thought, A person owes me to be so much more ! ~iwritesometimes | mans *-*

If u think that I was wrong Darling if u think that I was wrong, If u think that your heart isn't the place where I belong, Clearly our bond tended to break when it wasn't that strong, Maybe our love wasn't meant to last long. If u think that I was wrong, I won't stay here anymore, Simply I'd walk away, While u close the door. If u think that I was wrong, Then I'm ready to apologise, It's upto u whether u forgive me, Or give me a reason to further traumatize. You'd stay reluctant on the fact that I was wrong, When deep inside u know that u were wrong too, But your ego was smth that came in between, That's why our relationship is in a situation now where it should've never been. #review#San#poetry

Topic : Bloody Sorceress Underneath my skin.. There resides a bloody sorceress, she knows how to trick me as well as others. Her soul is greedy agonizing for something that's not hers. I don't know whether this "something" Is hers or not, But as people say it's a curse so it's better to get her away from that. Desire for honor and her self esteem is a thirst. Which she doesn't want to let go not even once. She's even so inobedient that barely obeys her guardians. And so impolite that always desperated to make her own guidelines. Which she gives priority more than geeta hymns. She thinks she's so versatile, I need to laugh on her dumb mind, Cause just because she knows how to drive (Even Not Men). She can't think like a blind. As if she learns how to make up mind to give a second chance to imposters Or as if she learns to chastise her molesters. People blame me for her mischievous impure deeds. But how can I tell them neither she's me nor I'm she. She's just a skin inside me, a skin made up of fat. Although deposited by aftermath of a tragedy which started right after my birth. #review#rks#poetry

"All men are the same", Are they ? Some tall and dark, Some fair and handsome, Some emotional, Some devotional, Some will take care of you, Some may ignore you, Tough from the outer side, Soft on the inner heart, They might not feel, Appreciated sometimes, As they deserve. But here I am, To deduce them. It's brave how they, Tolerate all our tantrums. It's courageous to bear the pain, Without shedding a tear. All you men are, Unique and special in your Own ways. It's hard to get surrounded by Responsibilities and attain stability. Cannot blame the whole kind, Due to a few men. We speak of equality, If women are deity, You are no lesser, Than Lord. ALL MEN ARE NOT SAME #review #nandini_thakar

Please take my eyes.I can't stop looking at these shattered pieces . The pieces I was left with , when you broke my young heart.On my doorstep I saw you . Red roses , red cheeks . Eyes soothing like the moonlight and smile like warm sunrays . Now you're gone . All I have are pieces . On my couch | saw your lips and your perfect torso.Every edge so perfectly carved , My sight melting down from your neck , fingers craving for touch Now you're - gone . All I have are pieces . I saw you on the right - side of my bed making that puppy face.Pulling me over you when I said i wanna sleep left . Now you're gone . All I have are pieces . These pieces are heart to collect . The more I touch them the more they break . I wish to fix them.Everytime I see them lying all around me.I want to love again . want to fall again.I want to give my heart to someone but nobody needs a heart in pieces . So there's no hope for love now , because the pieces won't get back together . Their sight kills me . So take my eyes. #review #mans

The sunset is so beautiful, From this broken glass pane, The yellows oranges and reds, Staining each other, Like a three passionate lovers, In a love triangle. Me and my glass pane, both broken Sit there in silence. Looking at this beautiful, Yet painful scene. We see the colours loving and giving in. And then, Losing everything. Now they're broken like us. And they're gone. Like we went away. Now there's darkness. Complete darkness. Because the stains of love, Are black. #review #mans

Will you ever be mine? #Abhijit#review From the distance In the dark I see you in the very view That I saw in my dreams Thinking of your astounding beauty Unable to distinguish what illusion and reality it seems Then a thought passes through my mind Will you ever be mine? Its true that I may be poor by riches Its true I may be poor by fame But I have treasures of love Hidden in the dungeons of my castle Where I am the master of it As well as I am the prisoner Even the judge is me And the executioner That castle is my heart Then my day dream ends A thought passes through my mind Will you ever be mine? I shall never bring you the moon and stars To you I may never show my concealed heart Because of the fear of a broken love Like petals from a broken flower The thing which I feel for you ? The emotions I ponder upon Do you search for those in me When this happen and you bestow a smile while watching me Then a thought will pass by my mind One day you will be mine

Sailing the craft This car drafts fast and drifts faster It's okay when it's not even anything More or less It's just a tricky test So the car turns into a ship Sailing the pavement Grooving through the cracks Never stepped on It's just the stress of the winds Tearing the sails But the storm coming before beckons It reckons and shoots lightning Into the sea This hail is sharp & dulls sailing pulls It's rough today says a capital captain The caption needed is heeded full The crew knows what to do and pull The rope tight and lift the canvas The wind blows harder still What a treasure they seek to fill Passing it every wave that crest best The stow aways all play poker below It's all part of this ships glow and flow The water rises The drought despises It's own reproduction and reprisals The rain pours thick The sails are proofed not to let it stick To the end of the world they sail sick The cap and his tin hat capable Able and stable the wood in the iron The storm is coming The stork is coming The doom and fork are forming Boring into the knots of the mirror The package untold left at the pier Looking back the crew stews This captured captain has the blues Reaching for the map It's been left at the coldest cap The fat cats at home lap the gaps Don't frett screams the sail or The sea men all look away To the sky turning dark Dire fire in the sky above looks stark A smirk and smile This is the hour Crew starts to cower with their foes Alas the horizon further glows The strongest gust approaches A storm only gives this ship More power to love the sea By carving through it not to flee The sails demand wind when To move ahead and past sin Just as hot air balloons devour wind #review#jmhs#poetry

Here I stand on the sea shore, Fearless, Rageous. The tides trying to scare me, With their monstrous waves. They're gigantic, But not more than my courage. They're furious, But not more than my rage. They're blue, But not more than my youth. And I stand there staring at the sea, It stares back at me. Scared, obligated. The waves still come to me, But bow when the come near. The thunderous sound of it, Is like it's crying. Because the storm in my eyes, It bigger than the storm in the sea. #review #mans

Take it easy! Exclaimed a voice..... A voice so familiar....voice unavoidable. She kept questioning the facts. But the blood flowing in her veins.... The blood of the same race ... She couldn't believe the truth... Truth worst than one could imagine. ""It is to make you stronger"" That's what she'd been told. "Strong" ...... strong for the future. She wondered what kinda strength was this! Where all she saw got was endless pain. Would everyone suffer this to be strong? A storm of questions..... None to be answered.. The hands she held during the first step of life. Hands that used to pat her back for good grades. Hands that could feed her when she didn't eat Those hands were now scratching her soul. Creating deep scars on her body ... The scars that couldn't be filled Not even time could do that. The wounds on her body weren't limited to the surface They got deeper as the truth undraped itself. Like an arrow slowly penetrating her heart. She knew this was the end .... End of her happiness.. She tried hard not to be made a victim Holding back her panicked breaths fought until she lost all her senses. But the brutality grew harder.... .............. I closed the tab immediately.........as I Couldn't read anymore. I rolled up in my bed and clenched my pillow tightly against my face. Another night with another Storm of questions. A storm of questions... None to be answered. #review#richamishra

#review#poetry#vj Let me tell you a tale of girl held captive in her head smiling to the whole world And sulking at the corner of her bed She's insecure of her possessions. she's not safe at her home she holds out a hand for every needy friend And screams in the silence but nobody really cares Her life is not yet spared of all the lies and fears her very aplomb temper is retaliated and her life turns to a convulsive event Yet she stands everyday smiling to the mirror world promising affirmations And shining like a sun You think she's happy because she's smiling but it's the easiest thing to do If you looked a little closer her eyes weren't happy too she's dying to hear someone say that she didn't need to try so hard that she was perfectly enough that she was prettily okay And If you dare to love her Let me tell you something You can't go past her emotional intellect so make her feel everything she's not a witch but benware of her All her beauty in her voice so don't treat her like an option or she'll leave you like a choice