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Payback Lost and trapped in a hole six feet deep, the king screamed for help as no one could hear him. Few minutes later, an anaconda struggling to make her way to the whole where the king was. King Ahmatep Okole was the greatest king there is. His voice was like the roar of a lion. Lives will be taken at the snap of his fingers. So great he was, yet a dictator. His people were no longer in support of him for the all wanted to overthrow him for his ruthlessness was becoming too much. He was so great, even demons trembled at his feet. Marysel, a beautiful maiden came to serve his highness. For she was so beautiful that his majesty couldn't resist. His highness immediately after seeing her ordered for a grand ceremony to make her his wife. The ceremony went well until later that night, marysel being an assassin and witch, made some incantations and with the speed of light, she together with the king disappeared and appeared in a six feet deep hole. Immediately she turned to an anaconda and later took away the king's life by cutting off his head. For darkness was upon the land. But in a period of 10 minutes, light touched every part of the kingdom. For the king is dead. When this news got to the villagers, there was great celebration in the land for the king was no more. #review#Clarence

Cities… Voices And Noises Everywhere, Car's Honking And People Strolling, The Once Blue Sky Is Now Filled In Haze, Tiny Sprinkles Of Greenery Around, Trees Torn Apart From Between, Standing Quietly, Unable To Scream, Their Dead Leaves Falling, As Tears Rolling Down From The Eyes, A Place Where Dreams Come True, They Call It And Yet, It's Nothing More Than A Maze, A Concrete Jungle Devoid Of Beauty, As The Night Approaches, The Jungle Gets Quieter, And Yet, The Stars Are Hiding Behind The Smog, The Night Sky Appears Grey, And As The Moon Rises Up In The Sky, Down Goes The Morality Of Humans, With Sins And Crimes Under The Cover Of The Shadow. The Morning Sun Rises Again, And The Noises Still Continue And The Night Falls Again…. -Rahul Adhikari #poetry #review

Cities… Voices And Noises Everywhere, Car's Honking And People Strolling, The Once Blue Sky Is Now Filled In Haze, Tiny Sprinkles Of Greenery Around, Trees Torn Apart From Between, Standing Quietly, Unable To Scream, Their Dead Leaves Falling, As Tears Rolling Down From The Eyes, A Place Where Dreams Come True, They Call It And Yet, It's Nothing More Than A Maze, A Concrete Jungle Devoid Of Beauty, As The Night Approaches, The Jungle Gets Quieter, And Yet, The Stars Are Hiding Behind The Smog, The Night Sky Appears Grey, And As The Moon Rises Up In The Sky, Down Goes The Morality Of Humans, With Sins And Crimes Under The Cover Of The Shadow. The Morning Sun Rises Again, And The Noises Still Continue And The Night Falls Again…. -Rahul A #poetry #review

The pillow said, I know everyone the best. Only I know, The anxiousness of today’s man, The numerous desires of a kid, The sole desire of a nun, The crumpled heart of a tyrant, The societal norms of a girl, The longing of a lonely lover, The dreams in the eyes of someone Who is bounded by responsibilities. Only I know, How important the unnoticed little things are, The fear of a loser, The loneliness of a winner, The hollowness of a wish once fulfilled, I know everyone the best, The pillow said… -Rahul Adhikari #poetry #review

#review #poetry “Thunder Eyes” by Joshua C. Pipkins I think he died when I kissed him, the boy beneath the silver moon, but it was then that he stood and kissed me back, and for the first time I knew that I was damned; he lead me, hand in hand, to that desert that used to be our home, and taught me how to hold out my arms and open the stitches, “Because the bad blood attracts the thunder,” he said, “And the thunder will save your life.” and when I caught that thunder in my hands I felt the overwhelming urge to laugh, because suddenly I felt so much lighter than I ever had before, and I could feel my fingers tingle beneath the weight of its power, and its regret, and I knew that I’d remember that moment my entire life, because I held my own beating heart.

Wicked world What a wicked world it is Everyone is a friend With a facade on their head What we wished What we lacked No one really asked We did what they asked To live a life in their nest Waiting to grow From their grasp To fly towards the west Leaving the rest Proving we are the best To realise it not a test But a real life quest Beaten to death We took a deep breath To remember what they said “It’s a wicked world Full of friends With a facade on their head” ~Riju gupta #review #poetry

LIFE In the cold breeze of life Happiness touched me When i was running wild, Not at the top or at the bottom of a lake Or a secrete place But, when i was running wild In the world, I went looking for peace Looking into people’s eyes To calm the storm building inside Thinking Someone might, help me guide through these raging nights Losing myself, as i grow The Price i paid, To show, Whats i can, What i became Acting to people’s expectations Bleeding Little by little In winds over empty skies To Realise peace is in Golden skies, Sun rays passing trough our eyes Breeze with scent of meadows beyond the city of lies Sound of water making its way through top to deepest point I accepted life, as a storm Peace and chaos Moving through sea of people Carrying rainbow and destruction along Waiting for the end, which is far beyond. ~Riju gupta #review #poetry

There was a boy of 10 years old who was bullied by everyone. Whenever someone hits him he never gave reply in return. He was very shy , he hardly even talk with anyone but we were good friends, he always shares things with me.. But then something shocking happened in his life..... So one day he told me that he hears voices and he also met with an unknown girl in his dreams. I didn't say anything except OK. I was smiling. Because i know what it was. Actually i was 5 years older than him and already know that what happens in teenage but for him it was just starting.. So i asked him "who is she". He said "i don't know, i didn't see her face. I was like seriously "u see her in your dreams and u didn't see her face. Wow... So what do u see in that girl in your dreams" He said, there is a girl who comes and just grabbed my hand and when she grabbed then i don't know somehow i understand what she want to say but in real she doesn't have even a face, actually she is like mixture of smoke and air.... Then i thought that he is very confused Because he was very shy in real life and doesn't even talked with a girl for 5 minutes so maybe he is seeing like this... 2 days later when i met him he was very happy, there was smile on his face, his eyes are shining and it was the first time when he was looking very happy . He came to me and said " Finally i understand what she want to say to me, I asked what? He said " She is free from this trap, but we aren't, we are imprisoned here and she is helping me to get out of this whole trap" I was taking gulp of water at that time and all the water came out after hearing these little speech " and i was like "WTF" but still i say only four words, " You will be fine"..... Now the shocking thing was that it was the last time when i see him because next day he committed suicide. After postmortem it is confirmed that it was suicide and reports tells that he was suffering from depression since one month because he was bullied by everyone at school , he was very sensitive ,he couldn't bear these things,so he decided to end his own life . But we were friends he could tell me but he didn't... The voices that he was listening often hears by many depressed people.... #review

Calling Out I have searched and searched And I will keep on searching But I sometimes feel stressed Cause I feel like you don’t hear me I wish to hear you saying That I shouldn’t give up The love I get from others Makes me feel like a flower That is so pretty and wonderful But I know I will one day dry up But I don’t want to lose you So I'm calling on your name I wish to hear you saying That I shouldn’t give up Things are so temporary People come and go Nothing lasts forever Life feels so cold Whom should I hold on to Whom should I call So I'm calling on your name I wish to hear you saying That i shouldn’t give up I sometimes feel you I sometimes don’t I wish to be with you all the time That’s why am calling I wish to hear you saying That I shouldn’t give up For the times I felt you I'll always hold on to that The ecstatic feeling The climax of being lost in happiness But that won't make me stop From calling your name I wish to hear you say That I shouldn’t give up ~@Price #review

I have spent my life... In wait for my beloved in wait for that one special glance A glance full of love What all didn't i do for that one special glance... A glance that didn't even know I existed. But that glance... That one glance... Couldn't become a part of my destiny. Life has shown me a lot of censure, It's given me many wounds Now, I am very scarred from inside I have spent my life for searching that one glance of pure love Perhaps I was never destined for it Now i have stopped this fruitless search for it around Me Just to have one special glance my way just once. #review

Challenge yourself everyday to do better and be better. Remember, Growth starts with a decision to move beyond your present circumstances. Overcome your limitation and feel the limitless potential inside you. #review

#poetry#amtupu_#review Sometimes I dream, Of an angel that fell On the palm of my eyelids. I'm scared of many things, Of waking up, Of brains, Of light, for I know too well How these things burn. And when I gather the courage To say, 'Hi,' I say, 'Can you be my poem?'