neharika - Hello Poetry

We used to meet, Away from the world. Are you still the same? Without a sound You would call me. Do you remember my name? We would stay up late And talk all night. Did it feel so lame? Until it fell into pieces Dreams to rubble. I'm I to blame? But ill act like I’m okay And you wont even need to act. Can we still play this game? Something hit hard My heart is shattered. Did you take aim? But now its over Like nothing ever happened. I'm I an old flame? It fell so quick, We had it all. Oh what a shame.

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Jan 18, 2020

Jan 18, 2020 at 9:42 AM UTC

Our lame game.

We used to meet, Away from the world. Are you still the same? Without a sound You would call me. Do you remember my name? We would stay up late And talk all night. Did it feel so lame? Until it fell into pieces Dreams to rubble. I'm I to blame? But ill act like I’m okay And you wont even need to act. Can we still play this game? Something hit hard My heart is shattered. Did you take aim? But now its over Like nothing ever happened. I'm I an old flame? It fell so quick, We had it all. Oh what a shame.

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To you they seem petty, Redundant and fancy. But these words, All night they kept crying They stayed awake waiting You stood them up. These words, They cried all night long. Your words, they are strong They never shed a tear. And every precious word I wrote you, Let me have them back Please dear. Please dear. They’ve cried all night, You’ve turned a deaf ear. They keep knocking on your door But you do not open. All night at your doorstep. You’ve easily stood them up. They stayed awake waiting Waiting and crying They cry all night But they won't give up.

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Oct 11, 2019

Oct 11, 2019 at 5:28 AM UTC

The words that cry.

To you they seem petty, Redundant and fancy. But these words, All night they kept crying They stayed awake waiting You stood them up. These words, They cried all night long. Your words, they are strong They never shed a tear. And every precious word I wrote you, Let me have them back Please dear. Please dear. They’ve cried all night, You’ve turned a deaf ear. They keep knocking on your door But you do not open. All night at your doorstep. You’ve easily stood them up. They stayed awake waiting Waiting and crying They cry all night But they won't give up.

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I resign from your love It's far too hard a job My experiences have been too rough I give my all but it isn't enough Where does your love come from anyway? Is it your gut that gives it away? Myriad words I could right now say If only it mattered, I could go on all day. My walls are all blank, I stripped all our pictures It reminded me of my failure; your silence tortures. I munch no more popcorn like we used to in the movies. I watch movies no more either, just hoping to be at ease. I've had enough of my dreams crushed Not sure if they can be reimbursed It's far too hard, even for a job I quit, I resign from your love.

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Dec 6, 2017

Dec 6, 2017 at 11:17 AM UTC

My Resignation

I resign from your love It's far too hard a job My experiences have been too rough I give my all but it isn't enough Where does your love come from anyway? Is it your gut that gives it away? Myriad words I could right now say If only it mattered, I could go on all day. My walls are all blank, I stripped all our pictures It reminded me of my failure; your silence tortures. I munch no more popcorn like we used to in the movies. I watch movies no more either, just hoping to be at ease. I've had enough of my dreams crushed Not sure if they can be reimbursed It's far too hard, even for a job I quit, I resign from your love.

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I blinked my eyes to see you gone. The rumors are true, we arent the same, nomore. "Mutual", Alas, a mere fancy word With you gone but I was ashore.

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Dec 4, 2017

Dec 4, 2017 at 12:18 PM UTC

Ashore

I blinked my eyes to see you gone. The rumors are true, we arent the same, nomore. "Mutual", Alas, a mere fancy word With you gone but I was ashore.

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I slept for so long Dylan lent me his dreams Now, I wait for the wind.

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Dec 4, 2017

Dec 4, 2017 at 12:16 AM UTC

Answers

I slept for so long Dylan lent me his dreams Now, I wait for the wind.

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My colors are drained, No stronger mourning than rain Canvas fogged with pain.

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Dec 3, 2017

Dec 3, 2017 at 9:23 AM UTC

Pain ting

My colors are drained, No stronger mourning than rain Canvas fogged with pain.

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Looks have never been so piercing before Whispers have never been so loud before You try to step back, submit and comply Until one day you comply no more. And after some time you'd want to break the silence Only more and more fingers to point your defiance Well what do they know more than what they have been told Silence is golden, your perfect alliance. They love you and hate you Will own you, asphyxiate you Disregard and deny you And well still not know you. You've never opened up, despite how many times they knock You have had your achievements and you’ve had your block They worry you no more they are a stupid flock Still, you stay amused, they are your laughing stock.

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Dec 3, 2017

Dec 3, 2017 at 9:02 AM UTC

Laughing stock

Looks have never been so piercing before Whispers have never been so loud before You try to step back, submit and comply Until one day you comply no more. And after some time you'd want to break the silence Only more and more fingers to point your defiance Well what do they know more than what they have been told Silence is golden, your perfect alliance. They love you and hate you Will own you, asphyxiate you Disregard and deny you And well still not know you. You've never opened up, despite how many times they knock You have had your achievements and you’ve had your block They worry you no more they are a stupid flock Still, you stay amused, they are your laughing stock.

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I just flew through black butterflies fluttering around a holy circle. I just saw them lose their color red yellow and purple I turned some pages, burnt, outdated no traces of me has ever been in there I think I might have been reborn, I found my pair and lost my share. I think the butterflies have gotten into me. or might I've just gotten into them I used to see a lot of hues but now all I see is a huge black gem black butterflies let me fly for the least, I've lost everything and found my wings let me fly, let me fly if ever young caterpillars are to rise rise up to being beautiful butterflies.

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Dec 3, 2017

Dec 3, 2017 at 8:13 AM UTC

Black butterflies

I just flew through black butterflies fluttering around a holy circle. I just saw them lose their color red yellow and purple I turned some pages, burnt, outdated no traces of me has ever been in there I think I might have been reborn, I found my pair and lost my share. I think the butterflies have gotten into me. or might I've just gotten into them I used to see a lot of hues but now all I see is a huge black gem black butterflies let me fly for the least, I've lost everything and found my wings let me fly, let me fly if ever young caterpillars are to rise rise up to being beautiful butterflies.

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When we were young, the world was smaller, Easily be filled with your smiles. I could readily listen to your stories I would readily wait to sleep. Oh, it did not take so long, to see the world grow so much bigger That I would have to wait for months and travel for days To see your pretty smiles and listen to your sweet stories. Oh, how I wish the world to shrink again.

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Dec 3, 2017

Dec 3, 2017 at 2:02 AM UTC

A small world

When we were young, the world was smaller, Easily be filled with your smiles. I could readily listen to your stories I would readily wait to sleep. Oh, it did not take so long, to see the world grow so much bigger That I would have to wait for months and travel for days To see your pretty smiles and listen to your sweet stories. Oh, how I wish the world to shrink again.

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It's hard to illustrate this essence in frames some love is easily lost but some love, it stays. You draw outlines With precision and care And still gets smudged in pain and despair. You try to illustrate take every right step still, leave enough room for silly mistakes. Some love, it just stays. You try to erase those sloppy details. nevertheless, can't escape but some love, it just stays.

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Jul 13, 2017

Jul 13, 2017 at 12:18 PM UTC

Sketch of love

It's hard to illustrate this essence in frames some love is easily lost but some love, it stays. You draw outlines With precision and care And still gets smudged in pain and despair. You try to illustrate take every right step still, leave enough room for silly mistakes. Some love, it just stays. You try to erase those sloppy details. nevertheless, can't escape but some love, it just stays.

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