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namannagarhere Jul 2018
Color me color blind.
I feel like an empty coloring book.  
Just brought out the store, still in the bag
and I require every single crayon in your 64 pack to be filled in.
Completely.
Yet you could never color me properly,  never able to see all of me, I know that all of John’s lyrics were just legends
Cause we would, never have been able to adapt in the environment we were set in.
I promise, we were destined...to fail.
But In this moment, at least try to stay in the lines..
maybe squint your eyes ..  take a closer look at how damaged my pages already are.
I never asked you to be neat...
I only advised, that you at least try to stay in the lines.
But really, who am I?...
Giving advice, but never take mine..  
Living for the moment, when i should take time
I  move fast.. like smooth winds, grooving through the motions but
               I…move too fast
             And I  spread myself too thin.
    Like, weak things & wheat thins, we could never break even.

Even when I'm looking for happiness in the same place that I lost it.
     If you weren't gonna color in this book then why you got it ?
            I refuse to be a coloring book kept in the closet
              & I'm tired of being patient, so color me in.
                   Shades of chivalry is not dead yet
                   Of you making my cheeks red and
            Shades of “is the sky black… or blue at night?”
                     Of “my love goes on for light years”
& I'll be loyal like Woody, If you'll be my Buzz Light year.

       Shades of“did you know that violets aren’t really blue?”
                                       Of confusion.
    Color me in shades of understanding, and sympathy.
                                Rose red.
                     And violet. Purple. Not blue.
                           Color me in shades of cliché.
                                       Frame me in calming hues.
BLIND COLLOR FOR ME
namannagarhere Aug 2018
NAMANNAGARHERE
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Empty Residence Of Aforementioned Angel In Training
How wonderful it is, I say, to the retreating
yellow form of your feelings I mistook
For Infatuation, you’re a romance heckler
far and far away from
Accepting fruition within classrooms and
being labelled as an angel.
And it was within forbidden hell of
euphoria, I found
You nestled in the society’s psyche
neither content or calling
For help. Neither did you neglect the
pink spectacles of the society,
Even found yourself moulding and moulding
into a fungi green
That I could not recognize, within that
half-sanctum, half-oasis I found you
absentmindedly
Bathing in, you were already out of
its waters.
And I was no longer seeing you within
the dry desert or the sibilance
of my desires, but instead
in cement woodlands and
Within artificial communication and
Intimacy I gave willingly.
Now how does it feel, to have your
heart in one piece,
How does it feel to not use
whipped cream to fill in the
Cracked, salty sections of your
own ***** that,
Out of confusion, continues to
play its favorite song but
in all the wrong beats.
Somehow within cacophony I found
you, nestled, comfortable in
Bogus, fraudulent wings of a former
angel- who now weeps under our
Feet in theory- Somehow, somewhere,
I lost you within an epiphany
That reeked of bliss and pleasure-
Somehow, we end up losing
Twins of the heavens when all is well.
How wonderful.
How wonderful it is, I say, to your
lost, secretly-weeping figure
That I can’t tell whether transparent or
yellow your figure is.
But I keep speaking-
“Oh, how (falsely) wonderful it is-
To love the first angel I’ve set
my eyes upon-
“Oh, how (falsely) wonderful it is-
To lose an angel, no matter how
phoney, to a social heaven.”
“Oh, how (falsely) wonderful it is-
To lose an angel, no matter how
phoney, to a social heaven.”
namannagarhere May 2019
KHAMOSH  REHANA HI ,
BEHTAR HAI

LAFSO KA AKSAR LOG GALAT MATLAB,
nikal te h
Jo log apna aap ko sabit nhi kr sakta vo dusara logo ko be kabhi upper nhi aana data humasa nicha he rakta h or galat matlab niklata h
namannagarhere Jul 2018
I do not love you except because I love you;
I go from loving to not loving you,
From waiting to not waiting for you
My heart moves from cold to fire.

I love you only because it's you the one I love;
I hate you deeply, and hating you
Bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you
Is that I do not see you but love you blindly.

Maybe January light will consume
My heart with its cruel
Ray, stealing my key to true calm.

In this part of the story I am the one who
Dies, the only one, and I will die of love because I love you,
Because I love you, Love, in fire and blood.
NAMANNAGARHERE LOVE FIRST TIME IN HER VILLAGE
namannagarhere Oct 2018
I do not love you except because I love you;
I go from loving to not loving you,
From waiting to not waiting for you
My heart moves from cold to fire.

I love you only because it's you the one I love;
I hate you deeply, and hating you
Bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you
Is that I do not see you but love you blindly.

Maybe January light will consume
My heart with its cruel
Ray, stealing my key to true calm.

In this part of the story I am the one who
Dies, the only one, and I will die of love because I love you,
Because I love you, Love, in fire and blood.
I love u , love, in fire anf blood.
namannagarhere Sep 2018
Khoya Itana Kuchh Ki Phir Paana Na Aaya
Khoya Itana Kuchh Ki Phir Paana Na Aaya
namannagarhere Aug 2018
4 दिन की चांदनी जिक्के जी लो
हेलो फ्रेंड्स चाय पी लो
Morning tea with namannagarhere
namannagarhere Jul 2018
Hello,
           I m naman nagar , i m indian from utter perdash . I complet my 12th class . I am studying in LAW (5 YEAR). My instagram id - @namannagarhere  & my fb id - namannagarhere
My intro my life
namannagarhere Aug 2018
Break Up Poems
Poems about Breakups. When two people are intimate with each other, this is the highest level that a relationship can reach. Whether or not the breakup is desirable, one thing is for sure, it will make a monumental difference in the lives of the people involved. Poetry about a breakup is likely to contain intense pain, anger, and sadness. In a close relationship, man and woman become like one. When the relationship is dissolved it may feel like your body is being ripped in half.
Break up poem for namannagarhere . After breakup namannagarhere very said
namannagarhere Jul 2018
✍️✍️✍️  नमन नागर ✍️✍️✍️
    
          जब तक था दुनिया का मतलब l
      
                    यूज किया  मुझे ll

            होते ही मतलब पूरा  बोले l

                जा छोड़ दिया  तुझे ll
Naman nagar always  right
namannagarhere Jul 2018
✍️✍️✍️ नमन  नागर ✍️✍️✍️

   अपनी सूरत से ज्यादा मैने अपनी सीरत साफ रखी है

                          फिर भी लोगो ने

          मेरे लिए अपनी गंदी जबान से गंदकी बकी है
Buri soch
namannagarhere Sep 2018

Trust a small letter but proves to be in life

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