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Cities… Voices And Noises Everywhere, Car's Honking And People Strolling, The Once Blue Sky Is Now Filled In Haze, Tiny Sprinkles Of Greenery Around, Trees Torn Apart From Between, Standing Quietly, Unable To Scream, Their Dead Leaves Falling, As Tears Rolling Down From The Eyes, A Place Where Dreams Come True, They Call It And Yet, It's Nothing More Than A Maze, A Concrete Jungle Devoid Of Beauty, As The Night Approaches, The Jungle Gets Quieter, And Yet, The Stars Are Hiding Behind The Smog, The Night Sky Appears Grey, And As The Moon Rises Up In The Sky, Down Goes The Morality Of Humans, With Sins And Crimes Under The Cover Of The Shadow. The Morning Sun Rises Again, And The Noises Still Continue And The Night Falls Again…. -Rahul Adhikari #poetry #review

Cities… Voices And Noises Everywhere, Car's Honking And People Strolling, The Once Blue Sky Is Now Filled In Haze, Tiny Sprinkles Of Greenery Around, Trees Torn Apart From Between, Standing Quietly, Unable To Scream, Their Dead Leaves Falling, As Tears Rolling Down From The Eyes, A Place Where Dreams Come True, They Call It And Yet, It's Nothing More Than A Maze, A Concrete Jungle Devoid Of Beauty, As The Night Approaches, The Jungle Gets Quieter, And Yet, The Stars Are Hiding Behind The Smog, The Night Sky Appears Grey, And As The Moon Rises Up In The Sky, Down Goes The Morality Of Humans, With Sins And Crimes Under The Cover Of The Shadow. The Morning Sun Rises Again, And The Noises Still Continue And The Night Falls Again…. -Rahul Adhikari #poetry #review

Cities… Voices And Noises Everywhere, Car's Honking And People Strolling, The Once Blue Sky Is Now Filled In Haze, Tiny Sprinkles Of Greenery Around, Trees Torn Apart From Between, Standing Quietly, Unable To Scream, Their Dead Leaves Falling, As Tears Rolling Down From The Eyes, A Place Where Dreams Come True, They Call It And Yet, It's Nothing More Than A Maze, A Concrete Jungle Devoid Of Beauty, As The Night Approaches, The Jungle Gets Quieter, And Yet, The Stars Are Hiding Behind The Smog, The Night Sky Appears Grey, And As The Moon Rises Up In The Sky, Down Goes The Morality Of Humans, With Sins And Crimes Under The Cover Of The Shadow. The Morning Sun Rises Again, And The Noises Still Continue And The Night Falls Again…. -Rahul A #poetry #review

The pillow said, I know everyone the best. Only I know, The anxiousness of today’s man, The numerous desires of a kid, The sole desire of a nun, The crumpled heart of a tyrant, The societal norms of a girl, The longing of a lonely lover, The dreams in the eyes of someone Who is bounded by responsibilities. Only I know, How important the unnoticed little things are, The fear of a loser, The loneliness of a winner, The hollowness of a wish once fulfilled, I know everyone the best, The pillow said… -Rahul Adhikari #poetry #review

#review #poetry “Thunder Eyes” by Joshua C. Pipkins I think he died when I kissed him, the boy beneath the silver moon, but it was then that he stood and kissed me back, and for the first time I knew that I was damned; he lead me, hand in hand, to that desert that used to be our home, and taught me how to hold out my arms and open the stitches, “Because the bad blood attracts the thunder,” he said, “And the thunder will save your life.” and when I caught that thunder in my hands I felt the overwhelming urge to laugh, because suddenly I felt so much lighter than I ever had before, and I could feel my fingers tingle beneath the weight of its power, and its regret, and I knew that I’d remember that moment my entire life, because I held my own beating heart.

Wicked world What a wicked world it is Everyone is a friend With a facade on their head What we wished What we lacked No one really asked We did what they asked To live a life in their nest Waiting to grow From their grasp To fly towards the west Leaving the rest Proving we are the best To realise it not a test But a real life quest Beaten to death We took a deep breath To remember what they said “It’s a wicked world Full of friends With a facade on their head” ~Riju gupta #review #poetry

LIFE In the cold breeze of life Happiness touched me When i was running wild, Not at the top or at the bottom of a lake Or a secrete place But, when i was running wild In the world, I went looking for peace Looking into people’s eyes To calm the storm building inside Thinking Someone might, help me guide through these raging nights Losing myself, as i grow The Price i paid, To show, Whats i can, What i became Acting to people’s expectations Bleeding Little by little In winds over empty skies To Realise peace is in Golden skies, Sun rays passing trough our eyes Breeze with scent of meadows beyond the city of lies Sound of water making its way through top to deepest point I accepted life, as a storm Peace and chaos Moving through sea of people Carrying rainbow and destruction along Waiting for the end, which is far beyond. ~Riju gupta #review #poetry

He smiled to know she'd never find him again, And no longer he needs a forest to hide, Everything she wished to find in a person, Was his true self she asked him to keep burried inside . ~ IWRITESOMETIMES :) #review#poetry

How shall I live within this secrecy, That my petal should only bloom under a canopy? Oh, He, above—who claims to love me, Why can't you let me be? #review#poetry

Broken chest The familair burning sensation Struggling she falls Her gasps for life The crushing weights resting on her chest Relief is out of reach Deafening, her silent screams Harder she fights Vaster the pain spreads Non existant, the help she needs Trapped beneath it all A never ending loop Running, the cycle of words Maddening, the repetitive thoughts Cracking sounds wave around No longer she moves Eyes shut They are in, the crushing weights Broken, her chest Vacant, her eyes Lifeless, her soul #review#poetry

Magnificent drop of rain on the ground the incense of soil freshening the mound, Dreadful black cloud with the lighting thrash & sound, Enchanting my soul relish about the mysterious coldy wind in my surround, Elated delightful sound by the children making paper boats on the street dreaming as a sailor of the sea, My heart went round in the thoughts of my old memories where we dance on the playing ground, Could I revive my old gracious childhood fantasy in my around, Trees are shaking hastily old golden leaves flying like it's a month of autumn with lots of zeal, Rain end softly & teached me the importance of life and nature, the boundless thought of divinity make you one precious gems of enormity..... By- Mohit #Review #poetry

Intrigue life always ardour us by making ourselves more bright, I merely know the secert of life and death where soul know how to be polite, Miles away mysterious light flashing and telling the way of heaven, I glanced the salubrious garden with holy lake swans diving like melodies rain of ardent, My ears catches the Mesmerizing symphony and sound played by the angel of holy clouds, My heart plunge in her deep Captivating eyes blue ocean and miraculous paradise, Overweening I'm to enamored the color's of holy water and filled myself with the immortal drink of bottle, At the end my eyes open under the tree I wonder my dream blown so quickly so quickly.... By- Mohit #Review #poetry