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#review#mythoughts Maybe the Devil looks as good as a human being And not how people potray him in paintings After all, even he was hurt I guess Hurt by his Pride. That's why Hurt people hurt people. I pray that he finds his peace #KP

#review#mythoughts Maybe the Devil looks as good as a human being And not how people potray him in paintings After all, even he was hurt I guess Hurt by his Pride. That's why Hurt people hurt people. I pray that he finds his peace #KP

Time will tell Time was a foe of mine. I always thought it was against me. I never accepted its decisions, Or that it was just doing what it was supposed to. It flew, it flowed, it ran and it stood still as well, But it was always a foe. I was afraid that it will put me in place once it tells itself. Time became a friend of mine. I started trusting it. It brought me to a good place. It healed me by making me realize that, It was just doing its job. It flew, it flowed, it ran and it stood still as well. It was finally a friend. I was happy as I saw better things once it told itself. Time has become a frenemy of me. I trust it but sometimes I am scared of it. I ponder, what if in doing what it is supposed to, I wonder, what if its job takes it all away from me. It flies, it flows, it runs and it stands still as well. It will hurt and care, together, Like a bittersweet memory. I am confused to give in to it. However, with this fear, I am curious as well. Curious to find out what more possibilities it has stored in for me, Which other happy moments it will give me, What other hardships it will make me face. Because in the end, it is just living upto its name. To fly, to flow, to run and to stand still. So, I am at peace with it. I have decided to be with it. I know I am scared but still I will have faith in it. Because I know one day, Time will tell me another story. Another chapter to add to my life. So, I am just waiting for time to tell, A sweet lullaby or a harsh reality. Whatever it will be, I am sure I will be ready to experience it. Because no one tells better stories than TIME. #review#poetry#kp

#review#kp#poetry Time Will Tell Time was a foe of mine. I always thought it was against me. I never accepted its decisions, Or that it was just doing what it was supposed to. It flew, it flowed, it ran and it stood still as well, But it was always a foe. I was afraid that it will put me in place once it tells itself. Time became a friend of mine. I started trusting it. It brought me to a good place. It healed me by making me realize that, It was just doing its job. It flew, it flowed, it ran and it stood still as well. It was finally a friend. I was happy as I saw better things once it told itself. Time has become a frenemy of me. I trust it but sometimes I am scared of it. I ponder, what if in doing what it is supposed to, I wonder, what if its job takes it all away from me. It flies, it flows, it runs and it stands still as well. It will hurt and care, together, Like a bittersweet memory. I am confused to give in to it. However, with this fear, I am curious as well. Curious to find out what more possibilities it has stored in for me, Which other happy moments it will give me, What other hardships it will make me face. Because in the end, it is just living upto its name. To fly, to flow, to run and to stand still. So, I am at peace with it. I have decided to be with it. I know I am scared but still I will have faith in it. Because I know one day, Time will tell me another story. Another chapter to add to my life. So, I am just waiting for time to tell, A sweet lullaby or a harsh reality. Whatever it will be, I am sure I will be ready to experience it. Because no one tells better stories than TIME.