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Coming into my life Talking for long in midnights I kept my feelings hidden from you Waiting for the apparent time to propose you But you already had someone in your heart In your life, I wasn't going to play any part That fake friendship has reached its destination And your real face is out with real intentions Your intentions were clear and I misunderstood them I fall for you, don't know how and when? All those moments of teasing each other Showing solace and caring for each another I was clear with my thoughts about you And you showed colours which were true That forged friendship has reached its destination And your real face is out with real intentions No one can return those years spent for you No one can return the efforts I made for you My exhilaration to meet you reaching the clouds Even almighty was glad up in the clouds Every rain witness my thoughts about an amorous ride I took the long way to drop you and spent some more time But that friendship was fictitious and it's reached its destination And your real face is out with real intentions I wore your favourite colour just to impress you I followed the safe path to drop you just to protect you My eye lashes to witness the wish I yearn for The dark circles witness the sleepless nights I was awake for My sweat witnessed the time I ran after you My jean witness the first and last gift I got from you But that friendship was counterfeit and it's reached its destination And your real face is out with real intentions My eyes shed tears while remembering you I can't date anyone, cannot love someone more than you What person have I become? I regret the time which has come. That fake friendship has reached its destination And your real face is out with real intentions You have forgotten those days when I used to drop you at your place You have forgotten those days when I used to spend my pocket money on your birthdays In my every prayer, I asked for you Every beat of my heart beats for you But that all was bogus and has reached its destination And your real face is out with real intentions Today you are holding someone's hand and going to be his bride now I wish and pray you to keep that you sow He will also leave you as you left me long ago You may marry him, but won't be able to fulfill its woe Karma is a bitch you know that right? Now your time to take its ride Our friendship and my heart were broken that day When you posted your Instagram story and tagged him as your bae. Now my eyes are dry and there is no teary rain My heart is no more working and all the decisions, I am taking from my brain I will get someone better who can hold my hand Unlike you, who follow the brand I wish and pray from the depth of my heart You won't be happy I pray from my heart Your betrayal made me realize We weren't meant to be together, I don't want to meet you not even in paradise #review #poetry #auri

Not a fairy tale Once upon a time……. For a tormented spirit , Points in life line, Swiftly aligned. A chance click online, Brought a change divine, Distress redesigned, Blushing sindoor and happiness entwined, A lush green bride, Ready to soar with her guide, To the lands of Varuna-assi , she climbed. Fiction became reality, Reality turned into doubtful mind, Insidious suspicion whined, Barren bells chimed. What now? Should I decline? Yes! answered logic&reason combine, No! love and faith opine. Confused and resigned, Cried the crest fallen bride, Mahadev! Where do I sign? Ask your heart & blushing cheeks in a while, Lord replied with a sprinkle of smile, Her King of heart stood tall with resolute trust, She impelled her love and faith, To re write her barren distrust! With lush green vibrant blush , Doubt twirled to wedding rush. Rosy cheeked, Misty eyed, Coy smile dancing on red lips, She ran into his beaconing embrace, Redolent of his love and grace. Not the end …….. #review #poetry #RRM

#RRM #poetry #review Lioness-tamer !! Set your leash on the wilderness, And see your self flail and fail, Impose your restrain on lush magnificent nature, And watch your chain wither and pale. Rein a proud,majestic,confident, love sick lioness, Put a check on her independent free spiritual righteousness! Can you comprehend - Her bloody claws , broken teeth , Breathless soul unbend, Her leash straining, Her golden royalty waning, I do …. She can never embarrass the lioness- tamer, With in her ,is a love ,which cares, corrects -protects, He is her eternal master creator ! Akash

#poetry #RRM As unto the bow the cord is , So unto handsome is Gorgeous; Though she bends him, she obeys him, Though she draws him, yet she follows; Useless each without the other !” Thus the youthful gorgeous sherni , Said with in herself and danced like a morni , Much excited by various feelings, Delight ,happiness, love ,like warm sun-ray, Dreaming of her handsome bae, Of the lovely laughing waters of Ganges gay, Of the sacred land of Kashi, Filled with happiness as was she. She smiled feeling coy, thinking of this silly boy, Who filled her heart with love and joy. Living this amazing dream, Where two of them were a team, He would walk a mile, Just to see her beautiful smile. *sherni - lioness *morni - peahen (female peacock) * Kashi - a holy city in UP, also called Banaras Ganges - a river flowing through India #review

Vitality We all plot it flawlessly It's like a precise art we yearn about! The alley will be ample of thorns, Few abandon before striving Few attain till another end Few get relinquished in the twilight Few eternally strive to discover the limelight Giving up faith in existence, Never striving to stride ahead Darkness will always be around you. Let's discover sunshine in spirit Let's accept the hard existences of vitality Without battle, it will be an imperfect masterpiece! #review#poetry#ae

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.

Me and Her! Once there was time We used to be together From the dawn To the dusk till down. We liked to see Countless stars, And shy moon Under the sky Of midnight town. Hot summer days Or icy winter night, Pain of rain or Pleasant spring, We always walk Holding each others Relying hand Side by side. I was her heaven And she was my oxygen If I were Lines of a page Then she would be Highlighter in them. Now everything In life Is upside down Love has turned Into a mess And the river Is dead From where we come. Today Me and Her Neither lovers, Nor friends We are Just strangers With broken Heart And twilight Memories That will fade. #poetry#review#tony

Title: Let’s Write A New Diary Let’s turn down That old sallow page, Make a fire to burn Those scars and blood shit. Hold a pen in your hand, Try to write With your unstable power And unshakable spirit. Walk, walk, walk and Cross the miles. Don’t let yourself distracted With those little vibes, Never let yourself Fall in the trap of flow, Move forward on the road That will lead to your goal. Drop the weight of Laziness and failure-fear Tie the band of courage In your hand and roar, Wash the salt of scars and Dirt of past misery. Have a bright smile on face Calmness in your breath Open that view in eyes, and Let’s write a new Diray… #review#poetry#tony

I am relinquished Endeavoring to discover the authentic soul I stared myself in reflector My orifices gawked frigidly Concealing mysteries and darkness Orifices impeding the outpouring of tears My jaws are twirled Ceasing itself to chuckle Yearning to giggle Craving someone to believe her words Her spirit is broken Ravaged into chunks Substantiated flaws of mutiny Her heart mislay morality in herself Her marbles are sickened Full of suicidal notions Reminiscing about past brutal Those intolerable agonies of past She darted at her erratic wings Wings are halted and gawked awful She no protracted can glide She no lanky can perceive contentment She looked to discover accomplishment But herself being smashed by the world She gazed at her simmered face Full of blotches and gashes She dissembles a camouflage To suppress her darkness and anxieties She felt deserted in the world Her silhouette evacuated her secluded I gawk around me, The multicolored realm distorted into the twilight, Yanks rolls down from orifices, My gazes forfeited hope in myself, My orifices can't divulge anyone, There is no dawning anymore, There is darkness around me, I whimper, sob, and moan, No one to heed my songster, No one to heed my despair, Trauma in my endurance is intolerable, Stormy aura is whacking, I am dreading and twitching, I am repressing from this brutal world, I fear to doze, I fear to yearn My sanity is helpless to shirk the horrendous occurrence I was ravished, I was massacred by the abusive species of this world. My corpse is trimmed by full of blotches, My essence is deceased inside, My annexes are halted, I infer I cant fly again. My heart weeps when people around me compel me to perceive "invisible" I strived to wail for rectitude, My voice is dismissed, My voice now vanishes, My intellect is ample of suicidal reflections, I am lifeless inside, I succumbed when I was "raped". #review#poetry#ae

Title; Whisper of conscience It doesn’t matter how much you read This is still like bucket from the sea. Clean your own rigid mess, But be aware not to fall again. Don’t scared for the change Even it makes you coldhearted. It is only 1440 minutes That you are able to keep. Dreaming for Future in night, Don’t dig the past next morning. Open the gift that Present has given, And be sure to make yourself worthy. #tony#review#poetry