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Some dark stories never show the ending.
In the End, It will all fit together.
Always be driven from within
Be the one who achieves
Set your standards high
Put your mind to it and believe
Success awaits you
Go through the testimony
Let the rhythm move you
Reach for your victory
 Jan 2019 Hiruni Nimasha
Tomos
The trees shed leaves.
They sail away,
So that beauty and blossom
Might grow one day.

In letting fall the dry and dreary,
By surrendering to the wind,
In the absence of the weary
Does the bloom begin.

The trees shed leaves,
And so do I.
 Jan 2019 Hiruni Nimasha
Samantha
I had forgotten where I was,

Looking up from my fantasy book,

Reality was such a sight to see,

I dare not give too long a look,

I'd rather live in denial and lies,

Turn away and overlook,

The truth will never go away,

Life is not a storybook,

And it's my choice to leave or stay.
Why is poetry dying
when we still have the gift?
If we still have water
then we still have a ship.
We can sail to the places
these words take us.
We are still shaken
by the words that make us.
Why should we let poetry die
when there is so much to explore?
If only people read it
and discovered more.
You come, you go
No one notices
You laugh, you cry
No one sees
You yell, you hush
No one hears
And the worst part is,
you got used to this
You think you deserve,
all of it
You're not worthy
You mean nothing
If you disappear,
no one would care

I'm right here
Don't you see me?
I'm just a silhouette,
standing here and there
Touch me now!
Say that I'm gone!
No, I'm right here,
front of you while,
all of you laugh, talk and share
But soon, I'll be gone
I'll do the inevitable
Because if I'm gone
I'll no longer be,
invisible
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