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SOVEREIGNTY OF BEING COURTEOUS In today's vast society, people are inhabiting their life to fulfil something that they forced to do. one among millions of people have only had the paunch to do that they truly want. That is the main reason for rising suicidal rate in the past few decades. People should be empathetical to one another regardless of superiority factors. Everyone is born with their unique features so we must accept others as they are, to do so firstly, we need to accept ourselves the way we are and what we do and don't try to fit in the wrong territory. Captivating societal supremacy gives us nothing but wastage of our good present days. Be yourself and do what you love maybe it is not pertinent for some people who bound to do things as a part of their responsibility facets. To avoid such circumstances everyone should work for themselves and don't accept things from others. let them do what they truly want and free them from your breadths. If we Didn't change ourselves then none can be do something for us Don't let your narrow mentality spoil yourself and other people around you. it might be your son, daughter, wife, sister, brother or even your subordinate don't fetch their unique power to fulfil your selfish needs, it might take only seconds to change our decision perhaps from that decision you might able to give them their true selves, Power of being most gracious human is one of the momentous things we need to spread into this conservative society, don't treat your subordinates as your slave and your children as the means of living life you wished for and controlling your wife as the robot made to please you. Try to rectify yourself and make a difference and eventually you will understand how incredible is our tiny human lives of this profound Universe. #poetry#review#iam

Weekend Let's begin, Feet on feet Following each other Across the room, Like a fleet Unrequited and washed up At shores Unreachable and silent dead Now pace up, Reach my hand Sigh And burn With violent fumes, Find me a blink away In carpeted elevators Locked In gaze Finally, Race me to the longest yard At 3 Past midnight, Rest on this hammock Of tacit fears And inhibitions, Ask me If I know myself, I'll pause And say More each day When I'm with you. #review#poetry#ap

Quote: A person whose desires you know, Is a person whose life you can control. ~African Ink Desire. My heart longs for something, I can not explain it, But I can feel it burning And calling out to me, From parts of my heart and body, That I didn't know existed, Just to have a taste of it. I would do anything to have it-- Anything! I would kill anyone who tries to stop me from acquiring it, I would cut the hands that hid it from me, I would... Because I need it-- No! I crave it! I would worship the one__ Man or God__ Who fulfills it. I would forever be in debt of them, I would be a slave to them. They could use me in any possible way. They could even kill me, As long as I had had a chance to touch that sacred thing. My heart longs for something, And whoever knows what that thing is, They have the authority to command me, For a man's desires out weigh his dignity. #review#AI#Poetry

To Every Mother & Father by His/Her Son/Daughter -: ......................................................... Born To You Born For You Laugh with You Laugh For You Cry with You Cry For You Happy with You Happy For You Sad with You Sad For. You Die with You Die For You ......................................................... Author’s Note: This is not just a Poetry. #review #THe_Rob.... #Poetry

Forever Lost I still hear your whispers in the wind, The one that carried with it-- Your final breath And your warming company. I still see your footsteps in the mud, The one from which you came, And later returned__ Stiff and alone. Will I ever hear your endless prattles again? Will I ever again feel the warmth of your embrace? Will the earth mold you up again? Or are you forever lost? My heart aches at the thought of it. #review#AI#Poetry

#review #THe_Rob #poetry No More Let Gloom , Bloom in No More Self - Hate No More Curse Fate No More Let Sorrow Abode in No More Let Patience Exile Out No More the Hunt for Joy No More the Reason To Smile No More Chase for Pleasures No More Marionette of Circumstances. Let the Fears Come out as Sweat Let the Sorrow Come out as Tears Let the Hein Come out as Spit Run and Run Till Life Quit. Author’s Note : This is ‘Nosy’ Poem - Full of No’s Let You not do these No’s and Trap the Joy Beneath Your Feet And Make the Pleasure & Contentment Guests in Your Heart - Room.

#review #THe_Rob #poetry No More Let Gloom , Bloom in No More Self - Hate No More Curse Fate No More Let Sorrow Abode in No More Let Patience Exile Out No More the Hunt for Joy No More the Reason To Smile No More Chase for Pleasures No More Marionette of Circumstances. Let the Fears Come out as Sweat Let the Sorrow Come out as Tears Let the Hein Come out as Spit Run and Run Till Life Quit. Author’s Note : This is ‘Nosy’ Poem - Full of No’s Let You not do these No’s and Trap the Joy Beneath Your Feet And Make the Pleasure & Contentment Guests in Your Heart - Room.

Without YouWithout You Without You I'm a mess. A bag of trash waiting to be thrown out. An abode for depression and stress. I'm a planet in a solar system, With no stars and moon to brighten my nights And no sun to lighten my days. I'm a singer with no voice, A guitar that's off tune. And a dancer with no groove. Without You, I'm a mess. Without You, I'm incomplete. Without You-- I'm NOTHING.NOTHING. #review#AI#Poetry

#review #THe_Rob... #poetry My Most Mature Emotion S.e is My Heart’s Content S.e is My Most Loved Sight S.e is My Reason to be Alive S.e is My Eternal Desire S.e is My Aim of Life S.e is My Push to Move on S.e is My Ear’s Melody S.e is My Madness Remedy S.e is My Strength S.e is My Soulmate S.e is My Juliet S.e is

#review #THe_Rob... #poetry Nor the Metals, Neither the Papers can buy you joy. Nor the Name-Fame , Neither the rule can give you permit to Enter the Heaven. Nor it can Save you from Infinite-fire of Hell or give a Postponement to your Death. Its all Deed- That wounds the Bleed. That Sows the Fortune-Seed. That gives your Stomach Feed. That Draws the Hand in Need.

SOLITUDE Do they ever look beneath the smile; Broad and warm with life And see the real me; Sad and lost and wandering? Do they? Do they ever listen to what I say, And feel how empty my words are, However full they sound to be? Or is their story all that matters? Do they ever see I'm suffering, Trying hard not to crumble to pieces, And be carried away by the raging waters, To place of no return__ insanity!? If they do, then why NEVER, have they asked; Listened or cared to embrace me And tell me "Everything will be okay"? Do they really care? Or am just an Island, In the middle of an ocean, Where the boats don't dock, And the birds don't nest... Am I an Island of solitude? #review#AI#Poetry

Why am i so addled, i seek retort through this creation. Can't understand a thing, anymore. I just need Salvation What am i gonna gain, if anything, why do i need revelation. I do just fine without mass, getting back to isolation? Why is it so important, why look for identification? Is it the curiosity or the fear of seperation? There is inspiration, there is recreation, there is manipulation, sensation, violation & frustration but is there anything that's necessary? Is there any elevation? I know it bothers none but please, tell me, where am i heading to, what is my destination? #Snowy#review