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Faith is a big word, Trust is what you can promise. And betrayal is what you fulfill. #review#noob#prose

How I used to smile So many times I've tried to get over you, Baby it's your memories that are holding me back. In my life,how would I even grow? When you've left me so sunken & low. How would I even get healed? When you've made a cut so deep, Lately a good friend has been my pillow, I hold it close to my chest while I try to sleep. Sneaking some happiness in your life, And to erase emptiness from your part, Was all what I ever tried, To see u smile even if I fall apart. Left like a flower kept out from sunshine & rain, Desperately looking out for someone through my window pane. Smile is what I'm faking, You're the someone for whom I've been waiting. Time's rushing by but for me it seems to have paused for a while, Despaired me looks for small reasons just to smile. Atleast for a while, I literally forgot how I used to smile! #review#San#poetry

"I got you", someone screamed at the top of her voice. The voice seemed so familiar. The vibrations it created around my earlobes wasn't new. The fresh, strong and beautiful voice of a lady.... A lady sitting right behind me. I turned to look at her. She wore a cute little dress, elegant and adorable. Five foot six inches tall, hair tied up in a bun. The person i was glaring at was someone i knew. Then she moved a little...and oh i saw those eyes. It seemed to be an unfortunate coincidence. The eyes, dark and deep. The lips still had the smile they carried earlier. The face all beaming and gleaming.... She never looked this beautiful. The expressions of hers still carried a calmness. As calm as a sea, as bright as the Sun. She was the one i gave up upon. This day brought me to her again.... Again, to the same place i left from. Again, but a little late. She was happy but no more for me.... There stood another fortunate guy...who fell for her. And this time, i knew God meant it. #review

{Dying star} Just like a dying star, I am collapsing inwards my heart, Leaving no scars, Tearing my fabric of reality apart, There's a hole ajar, Radiating my love as she departs, As i fight from this collapsing force, Trying to stay, trying to twinkle, trying to smile, I know i cant, This galaxy knows what i want, As all my feelings depart, My light sets apart, Turning me into a black hole, Sucking all the words, You left for me in my core. As i explode, and become something else for eternity. #poetry#asthir#review

{Dying star}Dying star} Just like a dying star, I am collapsing inwards my heart, Leaving no scars, Tearing my fabric of reality apart, There's a hole ajar, Radiating my love as she departs, As i fight from this collapsing force, Trying to stay, trying to twinkle, trying to smile, I know i cant, This galaxy knows what i want, As all my feelings depart, My light sets apart, Turning me into a black hole, Sucking all the words, You left for me in my core. As i explode, and become something else for eternity. #review#asthir#poetry

Power Power is what me and you desire, Top posts and positions, We all admire Heirarchy brings opression, Everyone wants to reach the top Power comes with misuse, This power we all hope We condemn snake, But desire the poison Sympathy is just an illusion, Hypocrisy is our passion The power we hope, Desire is the fuel But world to progress, Only compassion is the tool Power is what me and u desire, But Humanity is what we must admire #poetry#review

O cascades O cascades of water, the reflection of my emotions Turn into a river of consistency and promotions Make little impacts on my delicate pebbles of life Fall from heights and experience charms of transitions O cascades of water, the reflection of my emotions #review#poetry

The Heroes of two homes In Their Eyes-- Lie two homes-- One-- to say goodbye-- And one to hum-- "The Last Post" With every boot mark-- The Sirens sing-- With each drop-- Of the red wine-- A poppy grows With a weary smile-- They saw the sunset glow-- Fallen-- never broken-- The Heroes-- Of two homes (An old work) #review#Sbh#poetry

#review Resurrection I am dead Cut down by their sharpened saw Through my silent pleas they hacked me raw Punished me without a flaw I offered them flowers and juicy fruit But they resorted to violent brute Causing me agony and pain acute But my roots are deep and hurt they are not My seeds spread and eventually sprout Tiny shoots and a trunk stout And I am alive. #poem#ranjiwrites

SWEET MORNING HUSH Out of the suffocating crowd, When I'm all alone at last. I put off everything I wore for the world, My clothes and my mask. I look at the mirror on my bathroom wall, I find myself all alone, Lying with my mind at ease, On the cold bathroom floor. I look at my reflection painted on the mirror, Utterly beautiful yet so painful. My eyes filled with pouring grace, That's healing yet baneful. I run my fingers through my short hair, And then to my high held neck. I look at the eternal womanly beauty, Residing on my flesh. I looked at the stars like marks on my back, My own beautiful constellation. You might have not seen them, Actually, they don't like much invasion. My sight melts down to my legs, Long, symmetric and freshly shaved. Yet some wounds on them appear so clear, Like memories peeking out that earlier encaved. And as I caress my legs my focus, Suddenly shifts on my left arm, That have beautiful parallel lines engraved, Possessing an unignorable charm. And I sit there in complete silence, Hearing the voices inside my head, Admiring the womanly beauty I've got, On both sides of my flesh, The morning light barges in from the little window, Making my pinks and browns of my skin glow, Reminding me I have to put the clothes and masks again. It's morning so it's time to go. #review #mans

He held my hand and looked into my eyes, Said " I want to be the first one you kiss" And I realised I wasn't the only canvas That was painted on by his lips I stood there in misery , Looking at the colours he left on me. So I took my colours and brushes, Painted myself black and free. #review #mans

[You] Where are you? Ive been following your trail, Remember that tattoo? You showed me , just like a tale, There are people around me but few, You hiding behind my heart's curtain, Your cheeks glowing with redness hue, Is this a fairy-tale? Cause i know its not true.Where are you? Ive been following your trail, Remember that tattoo? You showed me , just like a tale, There are people around me but few, You hiding behind my heart's curtain, Your cheeks glowing with redness hue, Is this a fairy-tale? Cause i know its not true. #review#asthir#poetry