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Gulishta Mar 2020
For the new beginning
       For a do over
To find a hope somewhere
       Cause life isn't over.

To fly under the weather
     Above the scorching sun
To stare at the icey moon
     Cause the world is still open.

To leave behind the mistakes
    To learn a better lesson.
To hold the head high
     And to heal what's broken.

To smile for the emotions
      To accept the short comings
To love yourself first
       Cause it's the start of the beginning.

To survive within the night
     To cherish the light
Dark or bright...

Acceptance
      Cause it's life.
Gulishta Mar 2020
Dept of your darkened mind
    Lures the darkness of mine
To consume the shadows
   And the last glimmer of light.

In the moment of lust
In the passion for thirst
    They dance around in open
     On the music of our hurt.

A call strong enough to break
    A soul that's what on the stake
With the flames of burning desire
    A death of light ....with a red hot fire.
Gulishta Mar 2020
The maniac ...
He
Deserve to be parted
From the love he thought
Will never demolish ...
To realise that the thing
He thought he can't
survive without
Was just that...a thought.
Gulishta Mar 2020
The love you feel....
How do you cherish it
When it turns into
A bleeding wound.
How do you accept
That the thing that gives
You immense joy
Will eventually turn into
Something painful
Something that hurt to even look at..
How?
Gulishta Mar 2020
It's been a while,
      But I still got time.
Still fighting the night,
      Still reviving the light.

The journey goes on,
      And the life keeps moving.
Weight on the wings increased,
      Still flopping them for flight.

It's been a while,
     Still trying to write.
The same old pain,
     With some different lines.

Nice to see you around,
      Oh yeah...I'm also fine.
Still hoping for better,
       And I still got time.

It's been a while,
     Still keeping us aside.
The chaos keep erupting,
     But I find it alright.

The labyrinth we called life,
     The way I'm trying to find.
The Blood went icy,
      Then the fire you ignite.

It's been a while,
      Prayers keep us live,
Buried under the mud,
      Still wish to survive.

It's been a while,
     I'll see you again sometime.
Without the pins and needles,
    Then it will be alright.
Gulishta Feb 2020
I know....
    You are totally rooting for my short-comings.
I'm sure....
     You'd love to tell me all about it.
I hope you know...
     There's nothing you can say to surprise me.
I wonder. ..
      If you're aware ...it's impossible to break me.
Gulishta Feb 2020
The beat recede
with the final
Touch of humanity,
The death of the soul
accomplished by the dark
corner exceeding it's boundary,
Lurking just underneath
The dying breath
of this society. ..
Screaming to be heard....
The final plea ....of save me.
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