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LOVE &CARE Called him, Asked him When getting back, Darkness covered him, Overall, drained him. My anxiety ended up increasing, When he cited not to wait for. Nothing left to speak When grief got its place. Blowing my top, Hitting the roof Saying myself Things are good. In a nutshell, Fess up, there are some mess-up. Without any idea, I indulge in suspicion, Silence got loud Loud got pain. Called him, Asked him When getting back Got the answer the same, Explain not to wait for Green wound held up I got back home. Aliya Nahid #review

Do you see me? Do you see my body? Does it interest you? Do you feel it too? Do you see me? Do you see my mouth? Do you like the words? Or just the way it sounds? Do you see me? Do you see these eyes? Do you see the pain ? Do you see what it hides? Do you see me? Do you see these scars? Do you hear the stories they tell? Do you think I have gone too far? Do you see me? Do you see my mind? Do you think I'm crazy? But isn't it just what you like? Do you see me? Do you see my imperfections? Would you still love me? I ask my reflection. #review

The heartache Near Valentine's day my heart dwell in that misery.. Where its my bestfriend and crush's first anniversary.. Its was the unfateful mistake, made by the cruel cupid.. As I was on standby and watched it, I was really stupid.. I stayed silent because they both were my best friend.. Yet our friendship ultimately came to an awkward end.. Time do heal, love do hurt, in a loop my heart got struck.. Would cycle of healing and hurting ever be able to stop... Once was crush, now she is not, but an unrequired love.. I lost a piece of me that can neither outgrow nor evolve.. All the empty pages, my life's open book once had.. left her to paint it all with events only seemingly bad.. If I would have courage, I could have seriously fought.. She could have been mine, or so as often I have thought.. I had reached at an impasse, I could not choose anything.. For love and friendship I got lost somewhere in between.. #review#poetry#WeepingINK

A brief love story. Once feeling bored, I scrolled, and found her profile Looked at her bio, and her photo, I fall for her smile To try my luck, I hopelessly thought lets chat for a while Left a hello, like a normal fellow, waited for her to reply In a brief moment, the text she sent, ended my anxiety Seeing her interest, forgetting rest, I admired her beauty In euphoria, without any idea, I indulged in my fantasy To make her mine, in due time, wrote lines very fancy. With a casual chat and a lovely start, I wished to win her heart. Oblivious to facts - this could be an act, Kept falling for her fast. Out of nowhere, to me she swear, crypto currency is the best. all hopes disappear, left in despair, you can imagine the rest. Dedicated to all those innocent newbie who fall victim to online scam. by #WeepingINK#review#poetry

Death: The end. Death is the only experience that you can't ever share.. Because forever you are lost once life force disappear.. Having seen it once, still some people claim.. If they are still advice then how could they accertain.. The myths and beliefs of an afterlife are widespread.. Mainly to console the living soul missing the dead.. Death is that point where every life path converge.. Nothing can help anyone once death emerge.. We can prolong the life, not postpone the death.. Maintaining a good heath even with spending our wealth. Can't affect the death but for the life we can.. So as to have no regrets when death really came The End. #poetry#review#WeepingINK

Gaze at, and see the glory of a dark sky filled with countless twinkling stars smiling at you. The world laughs in your eyes when you get immersed in worried about tomorrow Smile today, and let happiness go on. Tomorrow will change in a day, Smile in the highest of worries. The moon dwells in your dream to get you higher to jump and fly with your wings. Change what does not change. You are the flame of your fire. And wings of your dream. Open your door for life. Sing with morning light. I am lovable and happy the way I am. #review

I ran behind you With a toren pair of shoes, Tears flooding in my cheeks. Baby I'm shattered By your actions. Why all these ignorance, All sudden? Some times I need the phase, When you used to be mine, Don't want to stalk you behind, again... Come back again Let our memories become a rainbow Don't let the love story in the middle. #poetry#review

Tree of Spirits There is a world far beyond our own, Where there is a tree and not a soul. Planted on the dark side of the horizon It harbors the spirits lost in tragedies Struggling to find a place in Heaven. When the moon sneaks above the sky Looking like a black orb without radiance, Looms out of the dark clouds with a sneer, Then the tree glows in vibrant colors With smoky hues of red, green and blue Forming a grim nimbus around it. This grotesque spectacle is conjured By the occult of witches and warlocks For the souls try to take forms of the past In a hellish way to liberate themselves From the leash of branches entwined Within the hideous trunk from which Beautiful faces and rotten skulls and Mortified eyes peer into the darkness In a despairing search for a glimpse Of something that breathes. (c) Amit Herlekar #freeverse#review

The voice of silence-- Dreadful-- For God's image-- With the heavy tread-- In a windless night-- When Heaven whispers-- Her secret plan #review#poetry#Sbh

#review A heartbreaker Nothing beats a woman who wants to take revenge on a heart breaker. However, it was too late regardless of what I wanted to do. As I lay on my bed thinking back to the day before. I was an idiot. I couldn’t stop him. Not when I had dreamt of it happening numerously. But it turns out, he wanted one thing. Sadly, I let him take it and after we were done, he took out a cigarette, and smoked it while looking anywhere but my sorry figure. He then requested that I forget what had just happened between us.

#review#wolfboy Wolf boy The wolf boy as I call him, whispered softly in my ears, “Iive” I immediately understood his last wish. As much as I wanted to unleash him from the straps, I couldn’t bear to loose the unborn child I carried in my belly and as I stood there sobbing uncontrollably, he bent his head low as if to stop himself from looking at my pathetic state. “Leave now!” he groans when he sees his captive ,walking towards us with a spear in hand. The captive closes in, visibly angry. “Leave her alone!” Adel yelled catching my attention but it was too late. The captive had already got hold of my wrist and strangling my tiny neck. I started choking in anguish, clutching my free hand on my stomach for support. “I thought I warned you to keep put!” Another captive with blond hair appeared from the cottage. Adel who is already nearing transformation broke free from the straps much to their dismay, tearing into the captive with the spear while he screamed in pain. Blood from his arm and thigh gushes out while I looked on. The sight was too much for me as I turned away for him to finish him up. The transformation is complete and I looked at him in admiration. He was beautiful in his dark coat of fur and I bent down to stroke them. “You’re beautiful” I said with passion and he nodded in acknowledgement. The first captive was already gone and his spear was lying on the ground. “I thought I had lost you and our pup....” he says sadly, raising his concerned after transforming back to human. I kiss him jokingly, locking lips with him briefly. But he is more concerned about my pregnancy. “This pup needs to survive Pamela” It was always about the child. Always about how his family is eager to welcome it and it want a normal child. His family wasn’t normal but I have always felt their hostility towards me especially after Adel announced his love for me. To be honest, I had expected everything to change after I got pregnant. And it did. He sees me less and less, sometimes ignoring my frantic calls. And I came to the realization that he had spilt the love he had for me into two. You guessed it. One for me and the other for his unborn child. I remember one night I had to complain bitterly to him concerning his attitude towards me but now it feels like it’s in the past as I stare at him in the eye clearly admiring his godly looks. He looks charming with sharp features and a toned stoned body and being a werewolf didn’t help. Meanwhile, I am petite and from what I have heard from people, they say I look like a goddess with my v-shaped face and totally white skin and hair. Yes I had white hair and it’s not surprising since I have lived in Iceland ever since I was born. I am not a supernatural being of any sort, I just look like this and ever since my dad and I moved to caveland, I had adjusted perfectly fine except I was stalked continuously for a week in my final year of high school but I will talk about that later. A pretty embarrassing and disturbing event. “Let’s go back” He kisses my forehead urging me onto the dark path towards the forest where his family lives.

A Dried leaf #poetry#review#Abhijit Once I was a tiny leaf, Under my parent’s arms. I was lucky to have a family. They guided me in journey of life I was about to embark. I saw my father work every day on the hot sun, My mother nurtured me dearly. As I grew, I made friends. That was the time when for me life made sense. One of my friends was a flower, Then she became a fruit. I watch in wonder the ripening of her, But then she was taken from me as a loot. A part of me disappeared that day, Into the abyss of sadness. Now her smile woke me in my dreams, And drove me to madness. And then one day a person came, With scissor in his hand. He cut my parents into half. That day I cried, until dew drops over me dried. As the humans smiled and laughed, While my soul died. Slowly and steadily I turned yellow, Withered and crumbled I was, But then I was happy for myself. Happy because I will find peace, Peace of death after all.