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I was just a misspelled word
you so easily erased
from the notebook of your life.

                  
Now,
how do I ever erase you —
the most beautiful poem of my heart?
Far far away from you

in some corner of the universe

somewhere in the unknown —

is there any place

I can call home?

A place of peace and quiet,  

where happiness also lives.
 3d Xolia
Busy Bee
The river still flows—
I always want to know more
After and before.
Life goes on before us and after us, letting us wander who we are
Hatred with violence
And the fear within.
Freedom from distress,
Tranquility lingering.

Only fairness,
A state of harmony.
Presence of justice -
A true symphony.

Peace is not a treaty.
It's the truth.
In my fantasies,I dream of a silent place,
Where only the birds dare to sing,
Their sweet melodies lighting up the morning.

A shelf full of books,
Each page breathing me back to life,
Whispering i belong in between the lines .

A garden blooming with flowers,
so radiant they seem to smile,
Filing the atmosphere with their fragrance.

And a fireplace comfy and enduring
Waiting eagerly to keep me warm
As i read my favorite words
It's about the love I have for a silent home, blooming with flowers, a shelf full of books, and a warm fireplace
I conceal the brightest parts of myself, as if they’ve lost their worth
Billions of stars in the sky

only one close enough

is all it takes

to light up the earth.

Billions of people in the world,

only one special enough

is all it takes

to light up a heart.
 4d Xolia
Arpitha
It hurts so bad
Want to peel off my skin
Tear everything apart
And shred it to bits
But still won’t be enough
For embers will cry for relief
There exists no respite
Destined for suffering.
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