Khurana - Hello Poetry

I cried today - not because I’m sad, it’s because I’m happy. Life’s turning around now and I’m finally happy.

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Feb 4

Feb 4, 2026 at 8:58 AM UTC

I cried today - not because I’m sad, it’s because I’m happy. Life’s turning around now and I’m finally happy.

They say a father helps you see The kind of person you should be. A role model, strong and true, But that's not what I learned from you. The path you walk, I cannot take, For my own future's, my own sake. As husband, father, brother too, My way must be different from you. You worked hard, yes, the bills were paid, You kept your promises, duty-made. You gave us shelter, provided food, But missed the heart's essential good. You failed to build that bridge inside, Where loving feelings can reside. Emotionally, we were left dry, Beneath a cold and empty sky. So much affection has just flown, The seeds of caring, left unsown. The feelings now are hard to find, Leaving a quiet, weary mind. An emptiness has taken hold, A story sadly left untold. Living together in this place, It’s hard to find my own space. The air is thick with disagreement, Constant arguments, sharp dissent. I can't change things to feel like mine, Just toe the ordinary line. This house is where I live, it's true, But "home" feels somewhere else, anew. So anger simmers, soft and low, And sadness watches, ebb and flow. Disappointment, a heavy guest, Puts heart and hope both to the test. To share a roof, yet be so far, Beneath a dim and distant star, Leaves just a hollow sort of ache For the connection you didn't make.

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Apr 26, 2025

Apr 26, 2025 at 2:29 PM UTC

The Provider's Shadow

They say a father helps you see The kind of person you should be. A role model, strong and true, But that's not what I learned from you. The path you walk, I cannot take, For my own future's, my own sake. As husband, father, brother too, My way must be different from you. You worked hard, yes, the bills were paid, You kept your promises, duty-made. You gave us shelter, provided food, But missed the heart's essential good. You failed to build that bridge inside, Where loving feelings can reside. Emotionally, we were left dry, Beneath a cold and empty sky. So much affection has just flown, The seeds of caring, left unsown. The feelings now are hard to find, Leaving a quiet, weary mind. An emptiness has taken hold, A story sadly left untold. Living together in this place, It’s hard to find my own space. The air is thick with disagreement, Constant arguments, sharp dissent. I can't change things to feel like mine, Just toe the ordinary line. This house is where I live, it's true, But "home" feels somewhere else, anew. So anger simmers, soft and low, And sadness watches, ebb and flow. Disappointment, a heavy guest, Puts heart and hope both to the test. To share a roof, yet be so far, Beneath a dim and distant star, Leaves just a hollow sort of ache For the connection you didn't make.

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Together for a year, I thought I’d make my move, But our first fight shook the groove. You said, "It’s fine if we don’t talk anymore, I’m fine without you," repeating it more. This aggression, it stings, it stays, Are you fine—or just fading away?

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Jan 25, 2025

Jan 25, 2025 at 10:55 AM UTC

Are You Fine Without Me?

Together for a year, I thought I’d make my move, But our first fight shook the groove. You said, "It’s fine if we don’t talk anymore, I’m fine without you," repeating it more. This aggression, it stings, it stays, Are you fine—or just fading away?

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Attachment tear you from inside, Leaves your heart nowhere to hide. Introverted, deeply twisted within, Lonely yet fine, a world kept thin. Used by people, trusted in vain, Sadness flows, but not like pain. Loneliness, a silent, constant friend, Attachment breaks what time won’t mend. It cuts you deep, it takes so long, To heal, to move, to feel strong. One person can turn your world to gray, Their absence, a shadow that won’t stray. You think of them, though they don’t care, Their indifference more than you can bear. Trying and trying, you seek to let go, Yet thoughts of them forever flow. Why obsess when the future’s bleak? Their apathy shows the truth you seek. I wish to be cold, unfeeling, free, Yet attachment keeps imprisoning me. Yet in this pain, a truth I find, To love myself, to clear my mind. Attachment tears you from inside, But healing mends what’s pushed aside.

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Jan 22, 2025

Jan 22, 2025 at 11:29 AM UTC

Attachment Tear You from Inside

Attachment tear you from inside, Leaves your heart nowhere to hide. Introverted, deeply twisted within, Lonely yet fine, a world kept thin. Used by people, trusted in vain, Sadness flows, but not like pain. Loneliness, a silent, constant friend, Attachment breaks what time won’t mend. It cuts you deep, it takes so long, To heal, to move, to feel strong. One person can turn your world to gray, Their absence, a shadow that won’t stray. You think of them, though they don’t care, Their indifference more than you can bear. Trying and trying, you seek to let go, Yet thoughts of them forever flow. Why obsess when the future’s bleak? Their apathy shows the truth you seek. I wish to be cold, unfeeling, free, Yet attachment keeps imprisoning me. Yet in this pain, a truth I find, To love myself, to clear my mind. Attachment tears you from inside, But healing mends what’s pushed aside.

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I am me and not what others see me I was confident, with a glowing smile, A passion inside that could light up a mile. I made everyone around me shine, Focused, steady, with dreams to define. Like a stream pulling fish with ease, I knew I’d achieve greatness, piece by piece. From the ground up, I’d build my way, Until someone came and led me astray. They made me question what I’d become, Small and unsure, my thoughts would succumb. How strange it feels to think you’re free, Yet chained by what others want you to be. I lost myself, or so I thought, In battles my heart and mind had fought. Something unchangeable, something innate, A struggle I couldn’t fully escape. But now I see what was hidden inside— The real me, no longer denied. The one who smiled and spread delight, Who held his dreams in the darkest night. The person who helped me see this truth Is gone, yet left behind their proof. And now I know, clear as can be, I am me and not what others see me.

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Jan 19, 2025

Jan 19, 2025 at 1:33 PM UTC

I am me and not what others see me

I am me and not what others see me I was confident, with a glowing smile, A passion inside that could light up a mile. I made everyone around me shine, Focused, steady, with dreams to define. Like a stream pulling fish with ease, I knew I’d achieve greatness, piece by piece. From the ground up, I’d build my way, Until someone came and led me astray. They made me question what I’d become, Small and unsure, my thoughts would succumb. How strange it feels to think you’re free, Yet chained by what others want you to be. I lost myself, or so I thought, In battles my heart and mind had fought. Something unchangeable, something innate, A struggle I couldn’t fully escape. But now I see what was hidden inside— The real me, no longer denied. The one who smiled and spread delight, Who held his dreams in the darkest night. The person who helped me see this truth Is gone, yet left behind their proof. And now I know, clear as can be, I am me and not what others see me.

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what the **** is happening to me? I am losing myself again and this time I cannot even blame anyone because no one is at fault here, it's me and my mind. Am I depressed? Am I mad? what is this? How can I figure what is going on with me? what is this feeling? I am not missing anyone, I am not talking to anyone, I am doing nothing which can mess with my head, maybe it's the nothing which is making me mad or maybe I was never okay? Maybe I was just distracted from the reality and was living in delusion? maybe my mind is still the same? I want to figure this out before it's too late or maybe it is too late? what am I even talking about?

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Jan 14, 2025

Jan 14, 2025 at 1:21 PM UTC

Maybe I was never okay?

what the **** is happening to me? I am losing myself again and this time I cannot even blame anyone because no one is at fault here, it's me and my mind. Am I depressed? Am I mad? what is this? How can I figure what is going on with me? what is this feeling? I am not missing anyone, I am not talking to anyone, I am doing nothing which can mess with my head, maybe it's the nothing which is making me mad or maybe I was never okay? Maybe I was just distracted from the reality and was living in delusion? maybe my mind is still the same? I want to figure this out before it's too late or maybe it is too late? what am I even talking about?

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Mom and Dad were at it again, their voices echoing through the house. It was like watching a storm brewing, dark clouds gathering and threatening to unleash a torrent of anger. The kids huddled in their rooms, their hearts pounding with fear. The fight seemed endless, a vicious cycle of accusations and recriminations. It was as if they were two ships passing in the night, unable to find common ground or see each other's point of view. The air was thick with tension, and the children could feel the strain in their bones. They longed for the storm to pass, for the peace and harmony that had once filled their home. But as the hours turned into days, it became clear that the conflict was far from over. The wounds were deep, and the scars would take time to heal.

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Aug 31, 2024

Aug 31, 2024 at 8:19 AM UTC

A Child's Nightmare

Mom and Dad were at it again, their voices echoing through the house. It was like watching a storm brewing, dark clouds gathering and threatening to unleash a torrent of anger. The kids huddled in their rooms, their hearts pounding with fear. The fight seemed endless, a vicious cycle of accusations and recriminations. It was as if they were two ships passing in the night, unable to find common ground or see each other's point of view. The air was thick with tension, and the children could feel the strain in their bones. They longed for the storm to pass, for the peace and harmony that had once filled their home. But as the hours turned into days, it became clear that the conflict was far from over. The wounds were deep, and the scars would take time to heal.

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The Words that are left unsaid I want to tell you today You are in my Eyes You are in my Heart I'm a Unknown Mental Traveller Who never stays Anywhere Then i started getting your thoughts its like i'm in custody of your love and i don't wanna get out of this custody because You are in my Eyes You are in my Heart But you don't feel the same because these are the words which are left "UNSAID'

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Feb 7, 2019

Feb 7, 2019 at 2:16 AM UTC

Unsaid

The Words that are left unsaid I want to tell you today You are in my Eyes You are in my Heart I'm a Unknown Mental Traveller Who never stays Anywhere Then i started getting your thoughts its like i'm in custody of your love and i don't wanna get out of this custody because You are in my Eyes You are in my Heart But you don't feel the same because these are the words which are left "UNSAID'

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Girl i loved you i made you my life What mas my fault why i wasnt right? i helped u when their was need why not i be loved , am i not a human being?

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Jan 28, 2019

Jan 28, 2019 at 1:59 AM UTC

I was Wrong...

Girl i loved you i made you my life What mas my fault why i wasnt right? i helped u when their was need why not i be loved , am i not a human being?

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I am Sorry... Friends that i am not the best friend that you want. Mom and dad for not being the son you want. Teachers for i can't do what you expect or want me to do. God for being a Bad person. But i am just being myself and i cant do any better.

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Jan 28, 2019

Jan 28, 2019 at 1:49 AM UTC

I Am Sorry...

I am Sorry... Friends that i am not the best friend that you want. Mom and dad for not being the son you want. Teachers for i can't do what you expect or want me to do. God for being a Bad person. But i am just being myself and i cant do any better.

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