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Surya Teja M Oct 2017
I am a girl
                                     Like a flowing river                                      
Sometimes laminar,
Sometimes turbulent

I am a girl
Like a flowing river
Sometimes cold,
Sometimes warm

Someone spits,
Someone ***** on me
Someone dilutes,
Someone pollutes me
But, you can’t question me the level of my purity

Someone  loves,
Someone prays me
Someone respects,
Someone wishes me
All I do for them is keeping my flow divine  
                                                                              
My birth and my death
Reflect my serenity
The rest of my life
Reflects your entity
So, you don’t have a right to question me
I am a girl
Like a flowing river.
Dedicated to women. This is not to judge or comment any girl or woman
Surya Teja M Oct 2017
I myself submitted my soul and body at your feet to dissolve in your love
Forgotten the surroundings and drenched in the dreams of our world
Expecting you to paint me with rainbow and to **** me with your sight
Satisfying our desires and expressing my love in oozing tears
When I came back to the reality, all I have is only the rolling tears
Don’t know why your caresses turned into scars all over my body
But, still, deep inside the scars, I cuddle you with my eternal love
You became the beast, your love is gone, but, still, I am in love with you
I am wounded, but, still, I am Beautiful
A wounded person's love
Surya Teja M Oct 2017
In the name of your love,
In the sense of your touch,
In the feel of your breath
I'm going…
I’m going alone.

Far away from the woods,
Far away from the roads
To the brink of this world
To jump into my own world.
I’m going…
I’m going alone.  

Hate is must in this world
Starving to death is so common
Marketing is a hobby, and
Deception is an art
I can’t hate, I can’t cheat
I won’t market my labor
I won’t business my art
I won’t sell my heart, and
I won’t invest my mind, so
I’m going…
I’m going alone.  

Painful to stride on thorns,
Awful to ride all nights
Still I love to go
To the world where
I wish to grow.
I’m going…
I’m going alone.

My world is full of love
I wish you to come
I know you can’t live there
Like a delicate bird in cage.
Every look harms you,
Every touch hurts you,
Every word breaks you
Every memory ****** you, still
I don’t know why you’re there?
I stretch my hand
To make a bond.
I’m waiting…
I’m waiting alone.
This is an appeal to create and live in a better place
Surya Teja M Oct 2017
O friend!
Without a face
You’ve come like a tide
Touched me with your warmth,
Soothed my heart with words.

O friend!
Without a sound
You’ve gone too like a tide
Leaving my eyes wet
Yearning my heart to meet
Throwing me back to hell again.

O friend!
Without a wait
Come to me and
Sing for me
I love to dance with you
I want to live with you
O friend!
Come back again                                        
Say, ‘I don’t go back again’.
The way online chatting starts also ends and leave people wait for their social networking friends to come back and soothe them again which can't they get from real time friends
Surya Teja M Oct 2017
The joy is inexplicable
When the dawn is out to warm you
But, nothing gold can stay:
It turns into burning fire
And ***** your blood out of you.

Dancing in drizzling rain
Reminds you how beautiful you are
But, nothing gold can stay:
Hurricanes bring down big guns
And shoot you to dead in rain.

The wanton scenery
Is also nature's first gold-
The gold that can not stay.

I am the Nature
My gold turns into stone
It is your love that matters
I am bipolar, I am your lover
A lover who can't be always
The Nature's first Gold.
Surya Teja M Oct 2017
I'm lost
In a crowd and busy city
Even after trying very harder.
Thousands of people around me,
But, I know nobody.
They don't pause, they don't smile-
Every moment is for today's or tomorrow's money.
Hundreds of buses around me
But, none takes me to home.
They are to pollute, they are for noise
I can't expect nothing more than that.
I'm lost
In a busy city world
Even after trying very harder.
To depict how busy and weird our lives are
Surya Teja M Oct 2017
Your Soul

They don’t know how cruel you are
They know you only watering plants,
Doing a decent job and following the crowd
Throwing smiles at every person you see
Showering wishes on each one you love
Fulfilling the responsibilities you have on shoulders
They don’t know how barbarous you are

They don’t know how brutally you killing me-
You suffocating me with your breathe,
Slashing wrist with your heartbeat,
Strangling throat with each word you speak,
And staining my dreams with the blood of fear
I alone know the obscenity behind your smiles
I think it’s a curse of being Your Soul.
It is about a soul which is talking to it's own person

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