Blue skys
Dry eyes
Sunshine
Fun times
Clouds appear
People fear
Rain to come
Fun is done
Sky opens
Rain pours
People cry
Fear they'll die
Chaos of the unknown
People groan
Winds gust
We don't trust
Hail cascades
Clouds fade
Rain goes away
That's all for today
Colors appear
A rainbow is here
Dry your eyes
Don't you cry
Hope is here
In the darkest of times
There's always hope for tomorrow
After every storm there's a rainbow

with the break of dawn
     i feel hunger following my sleep
arrives the warmth of the sun
     and the warmth of fresh breakfast
beside me is an indentation in the bed
     following its scent i linger on sugar
your scent still lingers in the blankets
     its irresistable; i'm hooked on this flavor
i hear your footsteps like shy murmurs
     sweet blueberries and soft muffin bread
lifting my eyes to meet yours finally
     i find solace in its simple beauties
you are my sunrise my dear
     the day is not complete without you

There was an Old Man of th' Abruzzi,
So blind that he couldn't his foot see;
When they said, 'That's your toe,'
He replied, 'Is it so?'
That doubtful Old Man of th' Abruzzi.

The blood is humming through my body, those irritating vibrations.
I want it to stop completely, the flow and everything that is breaking underneath.
I’m surrounded by heartbeats, the beautiful beating of hearts roaming and crying.
When the specific heartbeat I am searching for is far away from mine. Sometimes I moan sad and unthinkable thoughts like wanting to stop my heartbeat just to stop abruptly with no regrets afterward.
Having faith in the indifference that I have towards others and myself helps nothing and no one.
Everything ends in tears because people do not know how to control their **** emotions.
I’m completely scared and enticing for the bullet they will put in my head.
Sometimes I’m only concerned about the fact that they only want to look pretty and feel my heartbeat because everything else does not make sense to them.
Being reckless helps me in not wanting them to want me.

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When I was child, you told me
Nothing is impossible for a willing heart
But, No one is bound to do the impossible

The tree often hides the forest.but,
Every cloud sparks a silver lining
Times change
Other times, other customs
So always appreciate Now
No sooner said than done

Well named is more worth than a golden belt
Good blood doesn't know how to lie

Today, I am thousand miles away from you
But I remember your words of fragrance
In every country there is a league of bad road
So, Between the tree and the bark one shouldn't put a finger

Leave nothing to chance
It's better to be a hammer than a nail
So I am playing all my cards to be more Lucky

Written by
~~~Jawahar Gupta~~~

She cries with the force of the stampede
That killed Mufasa, and I forget the
Viking blood that runs through us.

Weakness on display is a sign of strength.
She is the strongest person I know;  
Does almost everything without

Me. Barely cries about it afterwards,
When hindsight lets her see what she's
Been through.

Wake up, little heart; your nightmare is
Over. Fall back asleep in arms that
Care.

Listen: It's not raining anymore.
She calls out to me like air raid sirens
Over a city dark with enemy aircraft

Wings.
But all is quiet now.
Nothing harder than drops of

Water ever fell.
Sleep. Sun upon cloudless skies will
See you smile, drowzy; unalone.