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Exchange of poems In this bizzare world In the garden of loneliness We found each other Desperate to talk Unable to walk Stumble upon the trodden Mumble words on the broaden Neither uttering a word Nor buttering the truth We exchanged poems !! Of happiness,sorrow, hope #review #poem ~visard11

Not in the recent past I met a woman who is so proud, so profound. She never looks down, Always gaze upon the beyond. Mesmerizing beauty and sharp as a knife, Second to none; Her dreams are higher than the sky, Her words are deeper than the ocean, Perfect in every way,She always smiles; Her face shows how little she cares about the world. But things weren’t so, I didn’t know. She dwell upon nothing, I didn’t know a thing. Losing herself to darkness, She fell into an eternal slumber. #poem #review ~visard11

!THE SUDDEN CHANGE ! Life has changed a lot since last time we met Now everything thing is different , Yet whatever has happened will remain recurrent , Once I was the river through which you wanted to flow , But now I am the cactus which you wish not to grow, At some point I was the reason of your smiling face , But now I am the cause of your disgrace , At some instant I was the happiness , you required , But now I am the sorrow, you never aspired I wish to be your happiness again , I want those clouds once More to rain , I again desire to be your medicine for every pain , Eventually, like blood I want to flow through your vein , To force all hatred and misunderstandings to drain . -CH.Irfan. #review #poem

!THE SUDDEN CHANGE ! Life has changed a lot since last time we met Now everything thing is different , Yet whatever has happened will remain recurrent , Once I was the river through which you wanted to flow , But now I am the cactus which you wish not to grow, At some point I was the reason of your smiling face , But now I am the cause of your disgrace , At some instant I was the happiness , you required , But now I am the sorrow, you never aspired I wish to be your happiness again , I want those clouds once More to rain , I again desire to be your medicine for every pain , Eventually, like blood I want to flow through your vein , To force all hatred and misunderstandings to drain . -CH.Irfan. #review #poem

A free mind Like the perfect fire/ Like spotless jasmine/ Like a tree without a will/ Like a pure swan / Like a dove of peace / Like the wind that blows/ It is like a power of giving birth like water #review #poem @ abhi

A free mind Like the perfect fire/ Like spotless jasmine/ Like a tree without a will/ Like a pure swan / Like a dove of peace / Like the wind that blows/ It is like a power of giving birth like water #review #poem @ abhi

Be my valentine! A smiley sunshine ray That never go astray I couldn't get away My heart is bonded to stay! My heart is a vast world That's built just for both of us The world is absurd and meaningless Your existence is what gives it meaning. I'm lost in love and love is lost My loss to love is just a love I live for you, you live for me We are bound to be, today and forever "O" ye my love, I'm sworn to you My joy, my dream, my hope, and Paradise What could I do without your existence? You are the source of my happiness. I'm yours, you are mine till eternity Could you be forever my Valentine? #poem#review

The sacred night"! In the ocean of waves Within the darkness of night Whispering the unheard voice Just like an hoax in form of reality I knew it would be hard The road would be more tough The strength loses its might Yelling is just in vain I kept thinking day by day Your memories turned to miseries night by night I wish I never knew you nor could have met you My brain keeps reminiscing the "Sacred night" #poem#review

How to not hold on to the belongings Whilst you bathe in the agony and I am out there revolting We see the stars with tears in our eyes and we know there's no dream left But we do still be hopelessly waiting for the hope in disguise There's so much patience in us but we no more could put up with the dread in our minds Halfway through the day we yet keep awaiting for the nights We have gotten nowhere but look how far have come our lives From finding the purpose of our souls to now laying down helplessly with inconsequential smiles Only you and I know how to convey the inconveniency of the bothersome hearts with APHASIA Expressing themselves with insufficient words and futile rhymes #review #poem

I crave touch... I'm not asking for much I stopped praying years ago Hands running on my body, in slow mo There's no hand here though I am marred, you know Scared, wanting for waves to carry me, as they flow.. But I won't do so I want it... but it's me who needs to row I want your hands on me Smoothing my soul, crease free And that soft peck of glee That's just what I ask for, trust me But that hold frights me, you see So I'm begging, to be clutched by thee Smothered, not even gasping to flee I'm yours... do me Staring me, what do you see? #poem #review

On the canvas of universe, she is too small to be seen On the surface of earth, she is too extreme to fit She was born not to belong Not to a nation Not to a home And not among her species Rootless, her mind flys Drowning she is, from dawn till dusk Unsatisfying curiosity never leaves her Paralyzed she is, by the weight of her unravelling thoughts By the eyes on her By the world itself She was born not to belong Not to a society Not to a soul Not to life itself Rootless she is Filled with pain she is Belonged she isn't, any where any land any water any planet She longs to be out Out of this world Out of this universe Perhaps from her very beginning she got off on the wrong stop Her words, misjudged Her thoughts, misunderstood Her identity, unbeknownst - N #review#poem

Me, at every moment left tormented of drowsy moonlight. Exposes me to the scenarios unbearable to me. Precisely the flinging knives in air, chasing me all through. Mistaken as friendly whisperers until they pierce me red. To my associates, it's blood oozing from my hub. They always ignorant of there is left mere a void. Nothing left over now to be shed, as my blood and tears Have enhanced themselves to my illegally throbbing heart. Yes an illegal throbbing as we are often told. No one has the whole day left for an emotional bloodbath. The bloodbath that can certainly wash down our spangle. And lay it down for people to get it trampled under their feet. No, not that spangle to what i sometimes call an illusion. As you contend the crowd at the cost of your peace. By what doesn't belong to you but seems to be belonging So, it seems baseless sobbing over our own dead souls. As they become invisible, admirers mourning their carton. What is actually a signal of one's availability and eventually immortality. Wait! Does immortality turn them engaged with our own trade? Maybe, that's why they are deaf towards our lament. Yes, we are left wailing for what is even unknown to us! We often ignorant of the dead arranging things for us. Hahah! Things arranged for us in turn arranged by us. On the demand of nobody but merely to proceed with the flow. They flow, eventually leading us to a glossy dayspring. There everything being pretty visible to the perceptive and conscious. Now the whisperers can no more deceive me, but Alas! My wounds getting unveiled of darkness out to the world. The world of 7 billion or more, crowds chuckling at me! Their clear white enamels visible, inside a dark red clot. Not always but sometimes i am fully distressed with my being. As i am deceived of heaven leaving inside my veins a hefty mass. Of the suffering what aren't mine but surely of my being. Sufferings gradually sublimated, turning the air painful manifolds. Please! Let me rest peacefully, shutting my valves tight. Storing away the scent of sufferings in my blood all night. It is just scandalous for the modish to be a stock of misery. The era of robots ought to pull us out from cambrian infancy. Haider Ali Mir... #poem#review.