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 Aug 2020 Khyati
amanda
the night
 Aug 2020 Khyati
amanda
i looked down
twenty three stories

tears in my eyes
legs shaking

every intention
of falling head first

you see— i was just so tired
of having to land
on my feet
so many people
are so tired
of having to be so strong
 Aug 2020 Khyati
Nidhi Jaiswal
LIFE
🕯🕯🕯
IS
🕯🕯🕯
LIKE
🕯🕯🕯
CANDLE
🕯🕯🕯
IT
🕯🕯🕯
GETS
🕯🕯🕯
SMALLER
🕯🕯🕯
­AND
🕯🕯🕯
MORE
🕯🕯🕯
DELICATE
🕯🕯🕯
DAY
🕯🕯🕯
BY
🕯🕯🕯
DAY

Life is like a candle.
It gets smaller and more delicate day by day
🕯🕯🕯
 Aug 2020 Khyati
S
is anyone else scared that the kind of love they want does not exist and is unattainable? i think about it all the time
 Aug 2020 Khyati
Rupert Pip
Water
 Aug 2020 Khyati
Rupert Pip
You catch life
one tear at a time
to one day
fill an ocean.
I heard you liked short poems, so here's one for you.
 Aug 2020 Khyati
Nidhi Jaiswal
Albert Einstein once said,
“Not everything that counts can be counted” — not everything that’s meaningful is measurable — but much is.

About my opinion,
Science is not about researches its applications or tools
Science is all about our surroundings..........every moments
which we feel,when closed our eyes.....
each and everything our life,emotions,feelings.....

deal with power of science
mind work, heart beat i.e power of science

Science is simply a powerful way of understanding what’s real and what isn’t, what’s true and what’s not.
It can help us determine what works, what doesn’t, for whom, and under what circumstances.

"POWER OF SCIENCE IS LIFE EXISTENCE"

(NIDHI JAISWAL)
About my opinion,
Science is not about researches its applications or tools
Science is all about our surroundings..........every moments
which we feel,when closed our eyes.....
each and everything our life,emotions,feelings.....
thanks for reading.
 Aug 2020 Khyati
Nidhi Jaiswal
every evening i call him,
just like my heartache sound call him.

my soul screams loudly,
just like quiet room shouting loudly.

the sound is so loud but nobody listen,
it seems that no one wants to listen my pain.

a terrible pain makes my soul shiver,
i want to cry and weep but i have no tear.

misses a strange scene that i want to forget,
but with the colors of evening i miss even more,
i can't forget forgetting it,

what i will do the evening colors,
which hurts my wounds.

This poetry is based on my true imagination about life.
Evening is the best time to memorise past and future. every evening i think about myself deeply.
Thanks for reading.
 Aug 2020 Khyati
guy scutellaro
darkness wraps around me
inside a sonnet
singing, echoeing across the lake
i hear it ,too
inside a moan, sweet and sad
from
eons ago
primordial      
communication
we are one.
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