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He never got to touch my hand, As distance always increased with pace. Instead of fingers locking in mine, He tied his heartstrings to keep me safe. #mans #review #poem

Winter Breeze There's a wind blowing Blowing things out of proportion My thoughts, stuck As the world spirals. My soul gets cold From the unwanted thoughts Sights of anxiety creep in And my soul is lost. My heart gets hit By this ball of ice called heartbreak And I begin to think "what could have been". This winter breeze in me Uncontrollable and strong But somehow I still have hope Sunshine and puppies with a tomorrow that marks summer #review #Nosii

MADE A WE Something did changed, Within me a lot had changed. Within you as well, things had changed, And in a moment we both changed! For better or for worse, For richer or for poorer, For sickness or in health, For happier or for sadder, We were going to get hitched! "Holding on" was never me, Until I met you and "made a we". I never would chase and wait, Until my heart realised you are my mate. Alas, everything has changed! So I am waiting right here, For you're the apple of my eye dear. Trust me, I won't change a thing, Because you are my everything. And if I have to do it all over again, I will, without thinking this was in vain. Just promise me that you will be mine, Even if it means that we meet at 29. Because "holding on" was never me, Until I held you, and "made a we". #review

Beautiful is the 'life' Replenished with money Well! wanna live a happy life? EARN MONEY Want friendship? EARN MONEY Want respect? EARN MONEY Want anything? The main thing that you need is money. Yes. Money only Coz, Now Money's value has increased to buy friends and family too The world is running behind MONEY. Somehow we too running behind it. The respect shown to a poor boy and a rich boy is different. Change your attitude. It's just a paper. But it's ruling the world. Remember everyone as a human and see their love inside. Respect everyone as a person, not as money. Don't treat them by seeing their money. #review#moneymatters

What is life? a story that is directed by our actions? Or a mystery that is impossible to solve? Is it a delusion of an illusion ? or a dream Confused!! I guess its a simple question but we are all finding difficult and long answers just to score good marks #hadiya#review#life

#aarushi #poetry #review Title: Someone you should know I don't know who is reading this, and what their feelings are right now, but I'd like to introduce them, to some people whom I know. They are like the beautiful spring, that makes the flowers of hope bloom, even if they are sad themselves, they alleviate their loved ones' gloom. They protect their loved ones from pain, like a mountain, standing proud and tall, they might be broken themselves, but they won't ever let others fall. They always smile for their people, only in a quiet room they will shed their tears, they might be afraid of their own dreams, but try to help others come out of their fears. They might not be sure about themselves, if they will ever do anything right, but if someone tries to hurt their loved ones, they won't give up without a good fight. They are like the perinneal rivers, having the power to both destroy and nurture, the past is a bygone for them, they focus their energy on the future. Curious about who "they" are here? It's you, yes, everyone reading this right now, please know that you are precious, unleash yourselves and make the world go wow!

It has been told. It is sin to love in this world Rather Greater is to not love thyself Ye have been warned Be cautious ! Be careful ! For ye might not know when it happens Long before ye realise it will flow in thy veins Ye won't realise comrade ye will at greater risk of loosing thy happiness thy peace Be cold ! Be indifferent! For it will seep in thy heart It will cloud thy mind Be aware of human the evil Don't fall for goodness Don't fall for kindness Let not the sweetness melt thy heart Let not the smile be dependent on them It has been told It is sin to love in this world. #review#poetry#vy

Sitting in middle of hundreds of strangers, A hundred pair of eyes staring at me. A hundred jokes,a hundred opinions, Some bounding me some letting free. My body feels like burning I can't figure out what's the cause Is it because of these hot sunrays Or their piercing gaze finding my flaws A hundred questions floating here I don't know to whom they belong Are these happy people the owner of them, Or is it me questioning my ways for long. My heart is filled to the brim with doubts Am I doubting what's written in this book Or am I doubting my own actions, The things I shouldn't, and the ones I should. My body is still as a stone cold statue But there's a fearful rush inside my body Is it the blood in my veins running Or my soul sprinting on beats of Bohemian Rapsody. Came here 'cause I needed some time, To listen to the screams inside. Now all these people have finally left, Gifting me moments of insight In this silence now to myself I'm talking, And remembering all those memories I lived. I know all those nights and all those years, I myself am the one that I missed . #review #poetry #mans

#review#asher Title : Magician Your eyelashes, your grace, your elegance, your fragrance. In the earth or the cosmos, where were you, until now? Your effect on me, your love so free, but you live across the sea. Are you a dream? Or are you, some magician? Are you a dream? Or are you, some magician? Hey! These aromatic gardens. Hey! Behind your sealed lips. Hey! Your euphonius voice. Are you a dream? Or are you, some magician? Are you a dream? Or are you, some magician? In those sleepy nights, I stay awake. In those lost memories, I stay asleep Hmm, I wonder what should I say if I ever meet you On your yes or no I can live or die, for you. Do you also face such impatience? Hey! You are like a wish unheard. Hey! Sometimes you feel like... Hey! Like a shade under the sun. Are you a dream? Or are you, some magician? Are you a dream? Or are you, some magician? If you say I can take you to the stars. With my moistened eyes I can kiss you. I shall not make those dishonest and dramatic promises. Our symbiotic desires shall make us content. I hope these moments will never end. Hey! There is like an instance Hey! In my breath Hey! Where you wander like a sparrow Are you a dream? Or are you, some magician? Are you a dream? Or are you, some magician?

A thousand feelings, one little mouth. And that lack of words. So when I speak, instead of elevating, I get deep into whirls. #review #mans #poetry

Page through that book To get to the nooks That inspires that hooks Book that ticket To fly to the skies In that little skit Nurture the child That comes as a joke In a sea of scary faces Reminisce not the past Just to wallow in the plug That doesn't help your soul Aid your growth With nothing but seeds To get your harvest Dance not in pressure For you are not them You are you. © Favody #review#poem#write

BRUISED For if I told you that I love you Anywhere but in my poetry Coz I know my pen Would Slip Away And It would too Give you the power to walk away But no my dear So for now I will write For not manifesting my love And never for denying it I write implicit poetry Words inside me that I burry For I have mastered the art of concealing Through experience, the techniques of disguising Optical illusion overlaid on a lucid painting The sourness in my eye Veiled within a mimic smile Lips dyed in radiant color so they occur But a dull abstract as u look closer I trusted once revealing my secret But I ended up being its captive A mistake unlocked a new aspect And with silence I became adaptive A weightless body floating between time & space A glitch in a cosmos no gravity in my case Murky blood from a ruptured spleen A conversation in the dark with the monsters I’ve seen Haunted by the spoken but never meant A feign genesis from which I lack Kent Devils resembling a facsimile saint Words with their actions they never acquaint Took a lesson from the repeated voice To be stuck or to evolve is my choice Fading in the past or living in the present Cherishing the mistakes or frowning at the moment So here am writing With all I got embracing Inscribing my pain with the ink from my heart Palms bruised so I won’t fall apart To the scheme of world to the pit of lie I might be here but your deceits I won’t buy So to infect me with your diseases Please don’t try Over losing this attitude I would rather choose to die As an authentic bruised version of me Without a single manipulation there is to be So for now again I’ll let my fountain pen drain And spill its blood out On this half wrenched paper And scribble the words for no doubt And create an art ‘till the burning piece taper And pierce my heart And ache my head till its bursts And till my lung stifle And my hands go weak And my eyes drench And my ears bleed And my nose drop And my paper withers… I will then drown out the wrapped Into the ashbin Until it soaks all the scrap And then ask for something That’s long gone into the dark iniquity But lasts in my soul till the eternity. #review#DB#poetry