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You love them
With all your heart and soul
Yet, you can't be with them
But you'll never let them go...
And it hurts...
Trust me, I know...
People... Stay strong
Someone better may come along
You're thinking..
"But, they're the one I want"
I've thought this too,
Still do...
"Unrequited Love: Life's way of saying you can do better"
But, even if you never end up together
You can still be there for each other
Sometimes, love can be one sided
Don't let that divide you
If you love someone for selfish reasons
Then you love them not at all
Cause when they don't return the love,
A true love will be there to catch them when they fall
Will care, laugh and respect every wish
Will listen after every date, hit or miss
Will wipe away the tears
And brush off the knees
Stick around through the best and worst years
Be a shoulder, when they need somewhere to lean
They may never love you back
Even when you know they should
Love's not meant to be selfish
It's about doing what's right and good
Inspired by Andrew
 Dec 2014 Mehma Kunwar
Zaynub
what should i be for halloween?

myself: all i need is to lift up my sleeve and show the scars and my costume shall be complete
in time for the season
I remember that fire burning in my bones
as you spit those words on my face
and turned your back on me.
My heart ripped out of my chest
and cursed you for turning into a monster
as I stood there trying to breath.
I still get goosebumps thinking of when
you leaned and whispered to my heart,
"Don't worry fool, you'll fall and get hurt again."

Since that day, I have wasted every second
trying to prove you wrong.
for this time I can't let you win.
He asked me,
"Did you love anyone as much as you loved me?"

I whispered,
"Just your shadow and the memories."
Little soldiers and heroes of this country
who proved to be braver than the rest.
They have set an example for the world to see.
They were the children dressed in green.

They fought the guns with their pens
and wrote their names on the land with their blood.
Those eyes are now closed that held a million dreams.
They were the children dressed in green.

Even the seven skies are scarred that witnessed
the innocent souls flying to the heaven.
They were smiling for they were finally free.
They were the children dressed in green
Humanity is the root
Respect is the stem
Love is a flower
Peace is it's fragrance
Religion is a garden
Hate is a parasite
***** blood of love
vanishes peace
Ends respect
Kills humanity
Makes religion look ugly
Every religion teaches humanity, love and peace. Hatred burns everything but that isn't the fault of any religion.  It's the fault of humans.
A week ago you were here
Among us but we didn't know
with Ideas in your mind
You used to do sketching
You were the brightest student of your class
You loved to do photography
You wanted to be a SSG Commando
You had dreams too
You had aims too
You wanted to be a hero
So here you are now
The whole world knows you
As you can see from the heaven now
I don't know about others but oh my martyrs! You are my real heroes. We shall rise and shine again.  Your precious blood shall not go to waste.
- in the memory of victims of Peshawar attack.
Sometimes a sadness comes over me.
And I drag myself under the porch  
like a wounded dog,  
injured and ashamed
ready to die, alone
I never let the rest the world see me like this.
My friends and family,
What would they think?
probably the worst,
Maybe they wouldn't think about it at all,
It didn't make much difference.
I howled and moaned and wept,
And sooner or later,
when I built up the courage,
Usually, after a night in a tall glass,  
drunken spit,
and flickering cigarettes,    
I drag myself back out.  
I shake out my bones,
and start all over again.
I know one day
I wont have the strength to crawl back out from under the old porch ,
But that's  okay.
We never really had a shot anyway
did we?
1176

We never know how high we are
Till we are asked to rise
And then if we are true to plan
Our statures touch the skies—

The Heroism we recite
Would be a normal thing
Did not ourselves the Cubits warp
For fear to be a King—
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