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Seperation What are you separating,two people? Or those memories you made? Will the 2 parts still stay fresh and good? Or will their best fade? Will you separate that laughter too? That we had together. Who will get which smile to keep, That we made since forever. Will those memories get separated too? In which we were one. So now do we have to forget half parts? Of the things we've done. Physical things can be separated, But what about the hearts? Where will you buy those scissors from? That will cut the heartstrings apart. #review #mans #poetry

ME Look at me- my face and body, the little hair are on par with my ear, Smile like an evergreen garden of white roses, Eyes with both happiness and fear. I stand with my hand on my waist, And walk like an innocent kid they say. And say that I don't talk much with individuals, But in a group I can make 'em laugh away. I've got to hear that I dream a lot, And think of the future way too far, My destination is the moon you see. Even though I enjoy the pretty little stars. In this kid like girl with a naive heart, Is a young woman growing with pace. That might sometimes be dead silent from inside, But will always have a cheerful smile on her face. I'll laugh out loud and let you enjoy the naive heart, Because I believe it makes us feel better, But the woman inside me is building a story, Hand picking every single letter. Neither the naive kid in me is fake, Nor the strong and dreamy woman is, I am just as vivid as human touch, Like a painful slap and a soothing kiss. #review #mans #poetry

l am an open book ready to be read, You still think I have secrets that I keep. There are no words in me that you can't read, But you don't have the interest in reading deep. So the summary is that I had a broken heart, Whose edges used to pierce me inside. But my kind hands sew them back to place. And those little holes gave me insight. When I found the truth in me I stopped writing, Because to write the story you need to pretend. The book still has empty pages in it, I hope there will be a happy blankness after The End. #review #mans #poetry

I searched for love in a book, Between the lines of the story. I hoped to find love that looked, Like some eternal glory. I searched for love in the stars, That shined bright in the sky, Hoping my lover's eyes will shine too, Whenever I pass by. I searched for love in the flowers, Whose fragrance was soothing. And wished for someone who smelt such, That my senses feel like losing. I searched for love in dreams, Where I had a beautiful shape. And my man looked handsome, Was tall and wore a cape. But I came to know my story is not in books, And stars leave at sunrise. Also that flowers have thorns too, And beauty has to demise. So then I started to open my eyes, And look for love around me. And I found it smiling at me, Breaking chains that bound me. I'm glad I opened my eyes soon, So I found happiness that I missed. Love is a beautiful thing, you see. Pain goes when you're kissed. #review #mans #poetry

Will you ever be mine? #Abhijit#review From the distance In the dark I see you in the very view That I saw in my dreams Thinking of your astounding beauty Unable to distinguish what illusion and reality it seems Then a thought passes through my mind Will you ever be mine? Its true that I may be poor by riches Its true I may be poor by fame But I have treasures of love Hidden in the dungeons of my castle Where I am the master of it As well as I am the prisoner Even the judge is me And the executioner That castle is my heart Then my day dream ends A thought passes through my mind Will you ever be mine? I shall never bring you the moon and stars To you I may never show my concealed heart Because of the fear of a broken love Like petals from a broken flower The thing which I feel for you ? The emotions I ponder upon Do you search for those in me When this happen and you bestow a smile while watching me Then a thought will pass by my mind One day you will be mine

Stay with the wind #Abhijit#review Stay with the winds and you shall see the birds. You shall see the innumerable flowers of different kinds, Which blossoms as the aspirations of many fly high, While some that cannot blossom wither as the winds sucks all of its fragrance. Stay with the wind to witness the hardships of the mountains, As the river tears through its crevices. Stay with the winds to adore the tiny turtles at the beach, Walking towards there sea. Stay with the wind to watch the escape of the fish, From the beak of a kingfisher. Stay with the wind to gaze upon the mighty deserts, To watch the unraveled power of the seasons. But soon you shall notice the humans, You shall see them fight. You shall see the fire of the burned corpses, Seeing that you shall fall from your flight.

Midnight Sun #Abhijit#review Below on the earth a child sees the sky For him it’s the eternal like stars as fireflies Twinkling in the dark, dim and bright From there he sees a faint white ray It was the sun that came at midnight Slowly the sun rose Shining the whole city Like a king claiming his lost kingdom While looking at his subjects with loathe and pity The sun was transforming in a mushroom cloud It was dust and heat all around While it made the sky enshroud The child’s eyes dazzled, happy to see the sun Making himself forget the world It now shone so bright even gazing will make us blind A sound passed through every ear Bursting the ear drums and burning the skin The child vanished it thin air Never to be seen.

"ARE NOT WE"? The truth is we all are selfish. The Humanity, Welfare, selflessness are mere words. We are good to others until they are with us. If you don't believe me, ask yourself will you be good to others when they would constantly hating you? Will you do wellbeing when you yourself are at pain? So why don't you uncover the mask of Naivety, and come out? Don't tell me you love him, don't tell me you love her. You don't, you only love yourself. You're with them because you want to be cared, loved and what not? So, don't get offend when you're told you're selfish, self_ centered. Because this is what you're, we are. But there's also criteria of doing good to whom and how much. The greater you want to get from someone the greater you would be good to them. Right?!!!!!!!! #rks #review

It's arm twisting Many questions legalistically approved For the lost can never legalize But legume morning stood legal tender Myriads of thoughts mainstream miffed Washing mid-life crisis for decades After all,why do this? Perhaps,despite all Keep perfectionist and still inside. After perfidious during spring My beckoning eyes perforated You lack something,you need something Wish granted perennial in the ashes It's not fair,first and foremost Had to accept the outcome Since this time round,my plover recalled Perhaps, despite all Keep perfectionist and stillness inside. Why use the internal locus of control Underneath my heart im convinced My emphasis still on convictions Through my fantasies should be contented I try it in every way As I looked rakishly outside Waiting for the ramification of faith Perhaps, despite all Keep perfectionist and stillness inside. I knew me ,myself and i Had an outstanding rectitude But to rectify my impossible mission Tend to solidify my alternate recourse Wait! an iPod of alternative rock Of course would listen and roll Perhaps,despite all Keep perfectionist and stillness inside. Well, a sigh of relief and hope Will refurbish my show and tell Just stay focused,rethink,figure In the end,you need to showcase Probably,that my heart beats per minute Perhaps,despite all Keep perfectionist and stillness inside. #Linville #review It's arm twisting.

I'm here at least for now The sheer coming Will it be traumatizing Or still ill be jumping in ecstasy The one guys are here In ever possible race I try to set the pace Now everything seems nasty and hectic But for now its stopped The one guys are here You will know it When the time comes But for now ,keep the gaze Until the forfeited misfortune swindles,for sure The one guys are here This time for real Only for the elite and professional But the peasants will still be digging the unfathomed truth That is written on their dusty hands Will they unearth it?maybe For it seems , The one guys are here Why change everything? For the folks to divide Why seal everything? For the truth to be hidden Why consume everything? For the thirsty not to quench But as the saying goes The one guys are here #Linville#review The forsaken

Im trapped in this nightmare,is it my premonition that tends to behold my suspicion?the waves are still engulfed into the darkness,but cant afford to be snared by myriads of sizzling thoughts that take hold of my soul,do i know where i am ?or i may be sinking in the mire trying to find every single hole that could find me way,but alas! My faith still makes me reminisce on the kind of colours i choose. #review #linville

#review #iwritesometimes The world wanted to tear them apart, And they tried it with all their might, But the bravest thing the two did, Was hold on to each other's tight !