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Every night in agony I cry What if I had another chance to try Will the things be there like old times Or I'll be focusing on your last lines What went wrong was it me or you If it was me just tell me what to do Your favorite red sweatshirt still fits I think about you with every puff of a cigarette that hits It's not an excuse nor it is an escape Your smell is still there no matter how hard I scrape Every night at 2 am I decide I'll let you go And the minute 3 am hits I again smoke like a pro I still remember your pale face you didn't want me to see And the tricks after that you pulled on me It's raining cigarette ashes in my brain And no matter what I do it still pain How did I come here I think all night Should I let you go or hold you tight No matter how hard I cry to let it out I tried everything I can to shut it out Am I choosing a slow road to meet you now Just tell me what to do and how All I wish now is you to be in peace And hoping that you listen because you are out of my reach Will you let me drown in those black eyes of your I'll wait for you with my bare feet on the cold floor #review

I was sittin quietly In the shade, nop it was dark I felt a sudden jerk Felt like everything's fallin apart..... I wasn't able to breathe Seemed heart forgot to beat For once I was cold Saw my till life on repeat Sheer scare of death The struggle to survive Every moment was delicate I never felt so alive....... In that rare moment I got the taste The taste of fear The gently trickling tear The sweaty palms Warning me of immediate harm I closed my eyes To keep it all inside Little did i know These sensations can't be tied........ #poetry #review #ocean

#review#poetry#rune Me, you and the meadow Birds, berries and rustling willow Gazing heart holding hands Blowing wind kissing cheeks Sinking reality breaching time Choice's fell way too deeper Too shallow as tomorrow Far distant as yesterday

#review#poetry#Einstestine Loving a lie too much Hating to deny so much The Builded madness, unraveled the path The Builded hatred, bring forth the wrath A short lived journey like a broken Hourglass sand A melancholy start and an abrupt end

#poetry#review#Keith The Apple Of My Eyes Once I was alone wolf Referred to as a calf I went on a quest Surprisingly it was a test But only to find out that it was the best I met u the apple of my eyes

Part 2 I wiped out my tears, kissed the wetted rug and received the call. He started shoutin in anger, I was silently listenin to his complaints and sorrows then after awhile he paused (as he realized he said alot). I left the prayer rug lyin there on the ground, went to bed and asked him for his dismay and he began to cry. Ya Allah! His wailin's sounded the same as of the one who just finished weepin and received the phone call. He wept awfully and I urged him to calm down. After sometime he was back to normal and accepted that he was wrong (or maybe even regret it) and we both exchanged apologies. It was so Peaceful and full of pleasure that we were both smilin again. I.was proud of myself that today i discovered the universal secret, the divine and meanwhile The Woman Of The DarkLand who can climb every mointain and cross every ocean just to fix what she's broken. Durin our conversation he mentioned that he's to leave for the England in next 2 weeks. Ah! As if a viper stung me but then again the woman inside me spoke out He's to go and achieve his every dream and only then he'll come back in order to stay forever. She continued by sayin that you've to wait wholeheartedly on tiptoes for the longest of the lifetimes and then you'll be payed off. Suddenly I realized she's right, love ain't supposed to be the reason of death of someone's beloved's dream (no matter what sorta love it is, besides it's true). Love aint stoppin him to chase his destiny, it's to let him go and pray for his safe return along with his dream turnt into reality. So I told him he must go and keep this charmin smile always on his face. We talked for 2 hour I think and then we both started feelin sleepy. After so long I heard "love you, take care " from himni felt blessed. At the end he said do call me early in the mornin and I switched off my phone and both of us fell asleep in peace. And I'm sure it was after a week that we were sleepin peabefully. In the mornin I woke up and 1st thing I remembered is that I have to call him. I could barely remember what happened to me last night (or maybe to both of us). I phoned him he received the call and his sweet voice made my day. We began to talk more comfortablely than the last night and were feelin much better. Again a point came where the word "Seperation was used, as he's to leave soon. I wanted to confess that it kills me to remind myself that he'll be off for 5 -6 years but then a sudden joy plunges into my soul and dances sayin "Prayer is a hope that knows no end and my Lord is the one who loves Patience". I promised him we'll meet one last time before he flies off. Albeit he didn't say much about how he'll feel in the distant lands but I could hear him sayin I miss my land and the woman of this darkland. The conversation lasted for an hour until he said I wanna sleep for another hour. We again said sincerely goodbye to each other and cut the call. It was 8:30 and I placed my phone on the cushion beside me and stood up in a fresh mood. As I was tyin my hair my eyes fell on the prayer rug. What a beautiful moment my God! I took the cloak that was on my bed, wrapped it around my body and sat on the prayer rug. It was still slightly wet and the airs flooded with perfumes of the woman of the DarkLand and her beloved one. "Alhumdulillah-i-rabbil-Aalamin!" it was all I can utter in His greatness. #review#poetry#she#love

#review 𝑯𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒃𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅,𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆𝒔, 𝒊𝒇 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒚 𝒓𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕. ✨️🧡

#review#poetry#Einstestine Loving a lie too much Hating to deny so much The Builded madness, unraveled the path The Builded hatred, bring forth the wrath A short lived journey like an empty Hourglass sand A melancholy start and an abrupt end

#poetry#review My Angela My Angela I've failed you I know I have If only I can Then I wouldn't have hesitate Why me? You asked I couldn't give an answer Everything looks blur I watched you weep sorrowfully There was nothing I could do "Oh Lord give me the grace to help my dear Angela" I pray Help me please!! You screamed in anguish I wish I could, my dear Angela. My Angela I had a dream I saw you in my dream Clothed with a royal dress Looking like a beautiful bride Shining bright like the early morning sunrise I saw you Soaring high High above the hills High above the eagles They stoop to watch you conquer They stoop to watch you excel My Angela You're fearfully and wonderfully made Cry not for thy tears Had been replaced, I pray.

#poetry#review In love with Medusa,does that make me Poseidon? Is this love story doomed before it begun? Or can I rewrite history as I set on?

#poetry#review The Rebel When everybody has short hair, The rebel lets his hair grow long. When everybody has long hair, The rebel cuts his hair short. When everybody talks during the lesson, The rebel doesn’t say a word. When nobody talks during the lesson, The rebel creates a disturbance. When everybody wears a uniform, The rebel dresses in fantastic clothes. When everybody wears fantastic clothes, The rebel dresses soberly. In the company of dog lovers, The rebel expresses a preference for cats. In the company of cat lovers, The rebel puts in a good word for dogs. When everybody is praising the sun, The rebel remarks on the need for rain. When everybody is greeting the rain, The rebel regrets the absence of sun. When everybody goes to the meeting, The rebel stays at home and reads a book. When everybody stays at home and reads a book, The rebel goes to the meeting. When everybody says, Yes please, The rebel says, No thank you. When everybody says, No thank you, The rebel says, Yes please. It is very good that we have rebels. You may not find it very good to be one. D. J. Enright

#poetry#Angela#review Why love? Swimming in the pool of pain Drown by lustful desire Fed with Lies and fake promises Singing stupid excuses Strips me naked before him Satisfies himself with no bill Do the same to a girly in my absent Why love? Pecks me in pretence Trying to make it known he really cares his arms round my waist Kissing and dangling with my hair Convincing my thoughts with romantic touches. Why love? When all that comes after is pain.