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make love to me,
in the open and vast spacings.
grass beneath my skin,
stars before my eyes.
make love to me,
through the sense
of great inevitability
incapable of avoidance
as the flow of waves at the sea.
as such, please let your fingers be.
make love to me,
till the moon sets to again as it rises.
and through in betweens
a star would come to fall,
the same pace my chest falls
underneath yours,
as i catch my breath
and wish upon that star
for you to never stop nor pause.
I am soft
With a hard shell
Crack me open
And I will
Ooze out
Raw, white and foamy
Clinging to your fingers
I wrote this while suffering from insomnia. I couldn't stop thinking about this image.
Drugs and medicines will not help you get through depression
Rather it is your courage,willpower and effort which will help you overcome depression
When going through depression..try and divert your mind from the thought that is depressing you
Engage your mind in some sort of an activity or the other
Sometimes a change of environment helps..travel to some other place
Offer a prayer everyday
Write down what you feel..don't keep it imprisoned within you
Talk to your close friends and family
Talk to people who you think will understand you
Try and accept the reality and move on
I know it's all easier said than done
But that's the only way
I have gone through it many times at various stages of my life
And i know it's not easy
But if you want to defeat depression..you have to conquer yourself first
Remember..no one will be able to help you unless and until you're ready to help yourself
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Who Court obtain within Himself
Sees every Man a King—
And Poverty of Monarchy
Is an interior thing—

No Man depose
Whom Fate Ordain—
And Who can add a Crown
To Him who doth continual
Conspire against His Own
Close your eyes
Make it true
Say I'll never
Find another like you
In the darkness of night
You stole the sky's stars
You took each twinkling light
Those near and those far
You left the moon to cry
Without her stars so bright
Even the moon gets lonely
From time to time
~
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Tabulations

In autumn leaves fall
Each year turns heavens verses
Chapters from the sky


2
Illuminating

Songbirds in bushes
Sing love to lowly gardens
Choirs from heaven


3
Flying Colours

Butterflies and birds
Joy parades wings from heaven
In showered gardens


4
Fragrant Joy

At start of each day
Little breaths from heaven sent
Flowers opening


5
Enchantress

How goddess might speak
Voice so illuminating
Scent of ambrosia
From Wikipedia:
In the ancient Greek myths, ambrosia (Greek: ἀμβροσία, "immortality") is sometimes the food or drink of the Greek gods, often depicted as conferring longevity or immortality upon whoever consumed it.  It was brought to the gods in Olympus by doves.
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Ripped abruptly
From the soil
Thrown to work
And tireless toil
Never again to see
The gentle light of day
Only to weep and wish
The ticking time away
Pastel colored dreams
All melting into one
Longing for something warm
Yet too bashful to seek the sun
Body of shame.
It haunts in tatters.
All this grief smites all that matters,
'til there's no one left to blame.

It has the fading scars
of good ol' times
plastered
like flaking paint:
Tattoos of radiant beach sunsets;
forgotten "beneath" a shore
of its memories
like an ordinary pebble
under a mountain of stones.

Ethereal grasp
never touching a thing,
yet finding itself
touched
by desire.

Where goes the time?
Past yet to come.
It has broken scales that balance wine,
yet it's sober to passion's drum.
Haven't written anything here for a while.
Been writing too many twitter poems, haha.

I hope you all enjoy!
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