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When it's time to reach my goal it requires so many sacrifices so my heart always whispers to my soul. But one thing I would like to remind myself is Nothing changes, if Nothing changes...! #review #goals

#review #poem #iwritesometimes She was the kind of person, Who cared just a little too much, Of what they always thought of her, And why she was never good enough She hid leaves and a note in her old notebook, Hoping no one would ever see, "Not that I don't like the flowers, But these leaves makes so much sense to me" She aimed to soar too high, And compete with everyone she did meet, Instead of teaching her own sense if self, How it feels when you stand on your two feet, She slipped away like water from hands, Or how sunshine takes away the dew from a window, Under the moonlight she sat on the forest floor, While her soul whispered, "Let it go, let it go, let it go" ~IWRITESOMETIMES| Maansi :)

His grip on the pen have loosen Its fall on the pages has filled the room A sight of the strong that once stood proud Lying on flat abandoned by the poet #poem#review#AhmadMusa

Smile is the only curve that sets things in straight line. Harsh from Gujarat pens down a thought on smile...!! Do you know what's satisfying? When you make someone smile while they were crying. That smile which holds fire to shine from within, But helplessness just dims their light within. The smile that wants to burst out laughing, But their situation insists them to shed another drop of tear. We can just take a small initiative. Don't show hatred towards anyone in their low You never know, when that low might turn everything around. If possible bring a smile on someone's face The satisfaction you'll gain can't be expressed. God's above seeing this, will smile too And in your life you'll surely ace. ~Harsh #review#smile

Smile is the only curve that sets things in straight line. Harsh from Gujarat pens down a thought on smile...!! Do you know what's satisfying? When you make someone smile while they were crying. That smile which holds fire to shine from within, But helplessness just dims their light within. The smile that wants to burst out laughing, But their situation insists them to shed another drop of tear. We can just take a small initiative. Don't show hatred towards anyone in their low You never know, when that low might turn everything around. If possible bring a smile on someone's face The satisfaction you'll gain can't be expressed. God's above seeing this, will smile too And in your life you'll surely ace. ~Harsh #review#smile

#Thoughts Thoughts became passengers in the train and my mind is still stuck in the rain. When these things would get better? and when the worst things would take a leave letter? Oh God! tell me this at least Or give us strength to fight with this Time-beast...! #review #short poem

The Fall #review#poem#poetry#Abhijit What have I become? A lonely creature, Hanging by the wrist in chains, To a peak of the topmost mountain. I think even the mountain wants to let loose of me, To set myself free or to free himself from mine, I try to see down but to no avail I see even a glimpse, Like a never-ending abyss, To which I may fall till the end of eternity. But a mystery sets me to intrigue, That what is the purpose of mine if not to fall, May that be my destiny. But why so much of waiting, Just let me loose and all is done. As each day becomes the past, My thoughts and memories fade, Stripped of all emotions. I have become the mountain itself, Hard and ice and cold and sharp. Now I see it hahahaha, Last of my laugh but mere a smile, This is the fall, And I am abyss itself, Only empty.

If something ends one day, it doesn't mean it's lost forever. You were my best poetry ever written. You are still my best poetry today. You are my reason to write from now till my breath lasts. Doesn't matters I'm no one to you. You're still the only one to me. I don't need a witness for my love. Reality is within my eyes away from the world. - Irendu Bhardwaj Ⓒ #review#poem#poetry

We're just looking for the best days, In the days when happiness is at its peak. To realise that we aren't that strong, And the pain is making us weak. We wait for the good days to come, To remember the bad ones existed. Then weep all night on the floor, Questioning why its all so twisted. But we fail and keep failing till we end. Crying in happiness and smiling in pain. We were clear as glass when we were kids, What or who on us left this ugly strain? #poetry#review#mans @IWRITESOMTIMES

#Review Here is a crowd, Chittering and chattering All throughout the day. And I stand in the middle Like a little monkey Busy mimicking the crowd. But once I listen Closing my eyes Its a strange land Filled with people Deaf, dumb and blind. #megha #review

#review Is It Love? That was the day of my first Also the day of my closest… I never thought of meeting the person like you Just like carrying the ego as your pursue I had happened to ask your name After I repeat the typo of yours I had faced your facial expression, as if I asked your fame! From that moment it got started breakage of the chain And hit by our aggressive clouds always to rain. But who knows that it will become a storm, That was ever thought by my under feet warm. Then consider our conversation became like Tom and Jerry, Later I got happened to imagine you as my Queen Fairy. Even the fire won’t get fired till it get contact with Oxygen, But you fume more just for the contact with my shadow Later I didn’t notice your presence, And had engaged with other emotions. After some time I had learned the true connections And finally noticed your existence. This existential realization became my eternal thought From the engaged emotions, I have got the truest myself where I sought. But I don’t know why I had surrounded with my subtle hesitations. Perhaps, I had locked my mind due to my ambitions. Yet there is a hope wandering from the heart to my mind. That one day definitely, I will become your realization… Till then my words adroit themselves in my memories And get evolve on the paper of Discoveries. #review #love

All the colours from his bag, He filled his fist and painted those flowers.. Those are like my mother's precious face.. Like a crown of queen nature.. Those are little kids.. Smiling and blooming.. #lotus #review