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Birumi_swati123
Birumi_swati123
22/F/India
In my dreams, I still walk with you on the beach Hand in hand Writing our names in the sand Finding our way in between the waves Smiling and posing Creating our own photo frames Hiking through the forest trails Collecting beautiful sea shells Bathing in the tropical sun And creating sweet memories on the run I miss you everyday And I wish I could stay The way I was back there Just you and me happily forever...
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Jan 14, 2023
Jan 14, 2023 at 8:00 AM UTC
Happily Forever
A sweet melody Coming from my guitar strings It's the song that my heart sings When it touches your presence It's a breath that my heart takes When it catches your essence I know you're not mine But you're the sunshine I wait to see after each dark night. Even in the falling dusk You shine so bright. You make me whole You make me wanna be a better soul. Whatever the future is to unfold Right now, it's you my eyes wanna behold Whether the moon is full or it's crescent When you kiss me good night It's always pleasant.
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Jun 28, 2021
Jun 28, 2021 at 4:17 AM UTC
Good night kiss
Don't leave me all alone Into the dark unknown. All this time I was living a lie A lie for which I could die. All this time I was on the run A graveyard is no place to have fun. Don't leave me here to bleed It's my love. Not my greed. I begged you and cried Until all of my tears dried Until my dreams turned into horror My heart a shattered mirror I begged you and pleaded Losing you was my most dreaded. But you were never mine to lose & you were much more than my muse. I saw my death in your eyes In that death I found my paradise. You rightly said I lost my mind You rightly said I got blind. I begged you sobbing "Please don't go" You said I might be someone you don't know.
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Apr 7, 2020
Apr 7, 2020 at 11:59 PM UTC
Fun In The Graveyard
How I believed there was 'us' How I believed there was trust How I believed there was love. I believed you are someone I once called my own. But the day I asked who I am You blinked twice and said The thing I always dread You said You have never known me It brought me down to my knee When you said You have never known me. I never knew how a life would be Where you'ld deny to know me. How I believed there was dream My love was a bit extreme There was hope And you were my reason to cope With all of my tragedies But you blinked twice And watched me die And get burried under my broken dreams. You blinked twice While I was being burried alive Under my broken dreams.
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Apr 4, 2020
Apr 4, 2020 at 10:22 PM UTC
Broken dreams
Hey ! what are you laughing at? Are you laughing at that girl With freezey hair, Baggy, over sized clothes? You're Giggling meanly from behind Because of those? Her ragged dress is all you can see, Her messy hair is all you notice, Can't u see the pain in her eyes? No she's not fortunate like you To get the love of her mother Or be pampered by her father You  laugh at her dirty,hardened hands? Yeah those are the same hands she puts on her lips And cry every night silently. As silent as the moon above her head. Although just 13, the little girl  is not fortunate like you To run & complaint to anyone When she's mercilessly beaten up By those, supposed to take care of her. She waits for the nights To lay awake under the stars and remember her past Her father, her mother Those happy days. What happened to life? Why her world turned upside down? Why is she so helpless and feeble In this ever known town? With a dust storm in her heart She wakes up. Yet another day to cope. But she has her will and her strong hope. You think she's weird, cz she doesn't gigle in small jokes? Oh she doesn't find them funny. They don't amuse her anymore. What's more amusing than this life? What's more laughable than her will of still going on? Walking miles after miles With blisters in her feet, Along the desserted street. Wearing An worn out, torn out, old muddy sandle. Yeah go on. Laugh at that too. You think she didn't hear what you said? She might be thick skinned But sister she's not deaf. And she knows it's ok to be different. Struck by untimely age That old soul, although 13 But feels like she has seen a lot Lived a hundred lives And left them behind one by one. Now she has learnt to let go. She has taught herself to grow. She's taught herself to live alone. Not look for a helping hand Or reside in a castle of sand. Though she has none to speak to About her grims She writes them down About All her hopes and all her dreams. One day she'll stand by her friend Who was bullided in school for being a boy and still having long hair. One day She'll stand up for her friend  against unwanted stare. She'll know, No one should be subjected to torment. Cz She knows it's ok to be different. So go on. Laugh and gigle at anyone you want. Throw your hatred and your tont. A bullie is all you'll ever see While looking at the mirror. And it'll make the poor little girl stronger. Stronger than you can ever be.
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Apr 25, 2019
Apr 25, 2019 at 7:25 AM UTC
Different
Hey ! what are you laughing at? Are you laughing at that girl With freezey hair, Baggy, over sized clothes? You're Giggling meanly from behind Because of those? Her ragged dress is all you can see, Her messy hair is all you notice, Can't u see the pain in her eyes? No she's not fortunate like you To get the love of her mother Or be pampered by her father You  laugh at her dirty,hardened hands? Yeah those are the same hands she puts on her lips And cry every night silently. As silent as the moon above her head. Although just 13, the little girl  is not fortunate like you To run & complaint to anyone When she's mercilessly beaten up By those, supposed to take care of her. She waits for the nights To lay awake under the stars and remember her past Her father, her mother Those happy days. What happened to life? Why her world turned upside down? Why is she so helpless and feeble In this ever known town? With a dust storm in her heart She wakes up. Yet another day to cope. But she has her will and her strong hope. You think she's weird, cz she doesn't gigle in small jokes? Oh she doesn't find them funny. They don't amuse her anymore. What's more amusing than this life? What's more laughable than her will of still going on? Walking miles after miles With blisters in her feet, Along the desserted street. Wearing An worn out, torn out, old muddy sandle. Yeah go on. Laugh at that too. You think she didn't hear what you said? She might be thick skinned But sister she's not deaf. And she knows it's ok to be different. Struck by untimely age That old soul, although 13 But feels like she has seen a lot Lived a hundred lives And left them behind one by one. Now she has learnt to let go. She has taught herself to grow. She's taught herself to live alone. Not look for a helping hand Or reside in a castle of sand. Though she has none to speak to About her grims She writes them down About All her hopes and all her dreams. One day she'll stand by her friend Who was bullided in school for being a boy and still having long hair. One day She'll stand up for her friend  against unwanted stare. She'll know, No one should be subjected to torment. Cz She knows it's ok to be different. So go on. Laugh and gigle at anyone you want. Throw your hatred and your tont. A bullie is all you'll ever see While looking at the mirror. And it'll make the poor little girl stronger. Stronger than you can ever be.
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Frozen flesh, turned into stone Drained of blood. Yeah that's my heart So pale and gray And cold, placed in an ice tray. Still as the mountain Silent as time. And here it is.My crime. My scars and bruises, The thorns and roses All surprised To see me alive Am I not supposed to die? The waves say they saw me drown The dust says it saw me choked The earth waits there. You see? Wants to bury me This time it won't let me flee. The violet dusk Halts my walk. Why pretend to live? Asks the rock - I stumbled upon. "Lay there, Stiff & shy." Says a vulture and bids good bye. It's night Eyes wide open Is this how we feel when dead? Or am I alive? The owl hoots Barks the wolf From a mile. It asks me to go home And fake another smile.
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Apr 19, 2019
Apr 19, 2019 at 5:31 PM UTC
Dead or Alive
I promised myself I won't meet you again. I promised my eyes I will cry only when it rains. I promised my words I'll utter them only in your absence I promised myself I'll no more sense your presence. Dear, I walked a thousand miles I shed a thousand tears I failed a thousand times And lived a thousand years Only to call your name, I captured your silhouette And put it in a silver photo frame. I have no desire to see you No desire to bathe in winter dew No desire to fly high up the air lane Where The cloud struck me with thunder Instead of rain. My dear, You don't know About the blisters in my feet Caused by walking alone Along the infinite street. You don't know how far I ran, Ran from you So far that you can't find me, Not even in your memory... Not even in a fake story... But you are still here. Here in my dreams, In my nightmares, My melancholy lullabies And my morning prayers. But I don't wanna see you again. I don't wanna endure that pain. But I'll call the clouds by your name, I'll cry again when it will rain! I'll cry again when it will rain!
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Dec 24, 2018
Dec 24, 2018 at 11:06 AM UTC
Raining Clouds
I wish my life would be crazy! Don't wanna spend Another day being lazy. Similar routine of daily life, Never let my craziness thrive. Sometimes it feels so boring. Don't wanna spend Another night snoring. But what would the excitement be? What's the new thing, i wanna see? Wish I could get lost somewhere. In a jungle or an island, Yes i could dare. Could climb on a mountain Or go under water, could be a horse rider or a hunter. I would push the boundaries To the furthest corner. and go anywhere without a warner. I'd love to lose my way In the Grand Canyon. Alone there. away from a billion. I'd love to get thirsty in the Sahara Or in 'Thar', be a 'banjara'. would love to pass through The scary Amazon, where i'd see neither sunshine Nor the horizon. Or Could go inside the cursed Pyramids, & explore all of Cleopatra's jewelries. Wanna jump from a flying chopper, Or feel hot by some volcano vapour. Get in a rocket and go to the Moon, Or go up high in a hot air balloon. All out of my reach. Even a far away sea beach. My desires all set to go down. All I can do is, have a bike ride, on the roads of my lovely small town.
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Aug 10, 2018
Aug 10, 2018 at 1:19 PM UTC
Adventurous
Three months. Three months of pain I engulfed all, in vain. My thoughts recalled your name, On my diary page, On my mind, heart, soul Like a never ending game. I fought hard, I fought with all my strength. Fought against your shadow. I went to the furthest length To forget you To regret you To deny you To defy you... But all in vain, All I got was pain. Burdened with guilt My every breath, My eyes and the tears beneath, My silent screams, My scarlet dreams Echoing your name, It was such a shame. Shame of losing everything In a routeless chase, Everytime ending up in haze. Three months My eyes burned In the fire of your memory, Yet there's nothing I learned. Three months My days were numb My nights were blind, It's you I ever hoped to find, But all in vain, All I got was pain. Hiding it with wide smiles I started my journey of miles, Broken and bent, Burdened with letters I never sent And will never send And will never send. Crossing the horizon of right and wrong This is one melancholy song That will never be sung, Will never get it's note. I just have words to 'quote'... Words of you Still echoing in my ears And you never 'gave a damn' So, I'll wipe the rest with smiles and tears.
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Aug 9, 2018
Aug 9, 2018 at 9:16 AM UTC
The Silent Scream
I'm drowning I'm drowning in this whirlpool, I'm losing my cool. The clouds overhead, They thunder and lighten The lightning strikes my vein And burns me, burns my heart But I'm helpless like a wingless bird. It's a disaster It's devastation It's catastrophe in creation. There's smog all around me, I have my eyes wide open But I still can't see. The smog's thickening, It's darkening And I'm disappearing. I'm disappearing into the darkness, My compulsion is my blindness And I can not be cured Cause may be I don't wanna see May be I don't wanna see. The tornado blew away my Veil, I'm standing naked and exposed I'm standing in hell. But you can't touch me You can't save me You can't help me Cause may be I don't wanna be saved Maybe I don't wanna be saved. Walking down this dusty road Slipping and stumbling. My breaths created a dust storm And the dust isn't settling The darkness is now uniform ; I got lost I lost the track of time I lost the track of route And the north star can't guide me Cause may be I don't wanna be found May be I don't wanna be found. But someday you might find me By the beating heart's deafening sound And if you do, That day, Please don't let me go. Please don't let me drown.
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Jun 11, 2018
Jun 11, 2018 at 5:05 AM UTC
The Drown