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 Jan 2015 rey
Sombro
Childhood is awe
Youth is uncertainty
Adulthood is steady realisation
Middle age is bleak acceptance
Old age is beating or succumbing to all
It all depends on what you did,
What crazy suicidal tendencies you had
When you were uncertain about everything.

Insanity is a gift
Few relish like you
So if you are unsure of your footing
Don't wobble, dance
If you are unsure of what you will find
Don't stretch your hand out, charge forth!
****** noses, cringeworthy memories and broken relationships may spew forth, but
Nothing
Hurts
Like
Regret
In
An
Unnused
Insanity.
My thoughts on life
 Jan 2015 rey
FreeWritingPoems
The man would play in the rain
The others thought he was insane
But it healed his pain

The man would hide from the sun
They thought his life was done
When others saw him they would run

This made him very sad
It made his life very bad
Only the rain made him glad
 Jan 2015 rey
Elaenor Aisling
Loneliness is a taste of death
Here I am, dying,
without arms to expire in.
The house is silent, as I drift to sleep,
not eternally,
yet.
 Jan 2015 rey
devante moore
As you inhale
So do I
But not in the same way
You inhale to drown yourself in the feeling of love
It courses through your veins
And camps In your lungs
Engulfing your heart
And as you exhale  
Your release your love in a cloud of smoke
I hold my breath
Trying not to breath it in
Scared of the long lasting affect
Trying to protect my health
You inhale and exhale again
You step towards me
Expelling smoke from your mouth  
Your love in the air
I take a step back
The gassy odor stains my clothes
Seeps into my skin
Chopping my breathing as it chokes me
Your eager to take another inhale
To breath it in
I'm just afraid of the second hand smoke
 Jan 2015 rey
Courtney
Already Gone
 Jan 2015 rey
Courtney
tracing the words 'already gone' into crumpled up sheets I couldn't find the sanity to wash your forevers out of
spitting up blood yet only tasting your name floating out of everyone's mouths like your name was anything less than holy
kissing every vein down your perfectly pieced body because god took lightning and ran down your skin leaving a road map to guide every blonde haired beauty to a one night hotel called your arms
running my finger tips down every part of your body you finally let the thunderstorms in your head touch long enough to leave a damage that left you on a search for a pain reliever that didn't scream her name
 Jan 2015 rey
Isha Kumar
Poets
 Jan 2015 rey
Isha Kumar
We stay up all night
to find words that rhyme.
We scribble. We write,
losing track of time.

We stare into space,
deep in thought.
From a child's fairy-tale
to the wars fought.

We can't stay still.
Our fingers, they itch.
With no path to follow,
in dreams we are rich.

We dance and fly
but crash to the floor.
We laugh and cry
with our emotions galore.

Smiling while judging,
we scribble. We write.
From petty love stories
to the furious fights.

Over incomplete lines,
we again lose sleep.
Muttering new words
as we silently weep.

We see the world
the way no one would.
We break the rules
the way no one could.

A new day begins
with all new themes.
"Which one to choose?"
Our minds scream.

We scribble. We write
with bees in our bonnets.
From epic ballads
to the melancholic sonnets.

With passion in our blood,
and a calloused hand,
we are poets.
Together we stand.
 Jan 2015 rey
Kapil Dutta
It is when we hit the teen end, does the world follow the third law.
We get trapped in the beauty of fear, fear of falling behind.
We need a guarantee. A certificate will do that.
Lately, life fits into earning and burning of hard money.
What does the future hold? The great worry.
It's all about numbers, and they say 'us' can not be quantified.
What is this all about? Sit back and think.
Here life options serve as counting thin lines.
Where does the truth hold?
Wait for a novel to delta your philosophy or is your will a build of simplicity.
Chaos holds fear yet a win, but Simplicity my friend is the truth searched by the one hiding within.

Life Hacking is a way of living. Those who follow it might find themselves happy and at peace.
Its all about being in control.
You can be your own teacher, your own university.
Learn, not to earn but to understand.
And create, and innovate, and be different.
Have the courage to believe that you can change the world, because if not people like you, the modern society would not have existed.
You are the fuel to the engine that runs the world.
Don't waste it in being regular, Be Different.
Because, People who are crazy enough to think that they can change the world are the ones who do.
Hack your Life, Be the Change.
Explanation :
"It is when we hit the teen end, does the world follow the third law." :
The third law here is the third law of motion by Newton. It says,"Every action has an equal and opposite reaction". When we hit the teen years, our rebellious actions start giving a reaction with an equal force. We are pushed to start taking responsibilities and think about our future in depth.
"We get trapped in the beauty of fear, fear of falling behind." : As we start entering the real world, we start developing a fear. What if nothing works out? What if you fail to get a good job and live a stable life? Even the idea of it is scary. What if you fall behind everyone else in the race called Life?
"We need a guarantee. A certificate will do that." : Because we are so scared, we look for a guarantee that will ensure us a secure future. Thus, we work hard to get a University Education and score well in our exams so that we can get that certificate that can get us a good job.
"Lately, life fits into earning and burning of hard money." : In recent times, the meaning of life fits into earning and spending money. We now live a robotic life. Like machines, with no passion.
"What does the future hold? The great worry." : We constantly worry about what our future holds. To such extent that we forget to live our present.
"It's all about numbers, and they say 'us' can not be quantified. " :
Our life is all about numbers. When you are a student, its the marks that you score in your exams and when you are an adult, its the amount of money you earn from your work. Other times, its about your Blood Pressure or your cholesterol levels. Our life's are governed by numbers, even though most people say that you can not quantify the various aspects of us humans, like our emotions.
"Here life options serve as counting thin lines." : Imagine a series of very thin lines, now imagine counting them. It's not easy. Just like the  numerous life options that you are given as a young adult to choose from.
"Wait for a novel to delta your philosophy or is your will a build of simplicity." : We are all stuck in this illusion created by us. Some of us escape it, after being struck by realizations that come as a result of reading some adventure novels. We read and watch people who live their lives to the fullest, and we envy them. We want to be them. "Someday..", we tell ourselves.
Do you want to wait for a novel or story of some one else to change the way you live your life right now? Or do you have the will to take the step forward on your own?
"Chaos holds fear yet a win, but Simplicity my friend is the truth searched by the one hiding within." : The system built by us is chaotic. We work tirelessly and compete with everyone else, to gain a superiority and achieve some success. Its chaotic, its appealing and it works. To some extent. But still we are not happy people.
Why? That is because, it is simplicity that we are looking for from inside.

The next few lines serve as a guild to help you hack your life, to find simplicity and peace. To have the courage to make decisions that don't look profitable at first, but always end in absolute satisfaction when you are on your death bed reflecting on your whole life.

Thank you for reading.
-KD.
 Jan 2015 rey
nivek
the Sun wishes to play,
"hide and seek"
as always.
 Jan 2015 rey
AMcQ
-Headlights-
 Jan 2015 rey
AMcQ
Ever catch yourself
caught between
the light and dark?

Has the stark contrast
blinded you, both
from lack of
and abundance of
luminescence.

Ever rounded a night corner
and prayed that the road
materialises beyond you;
that it follows the path
the very way you
imagine it?

And have you ever felt utterly ALIVE in that
frantic millisecond of uncertainty?

I have.
 Jan 2015 rey
Maria Imran
How helpless you feel, how there is no way out
write about it
write about how you write pages after pages
after pages and crumple them and throw them on the floor
and burn them
Write how the flames make you feel...

Write how the distance has created a void, write how you cry
at nights, hidden in your blanket.
Write how everything reminds you of him, how this song and that
and this story and that is about him only. Why? Tell them you don't know
but it just is.

Write how love has diseased you, how you yearn for an acceptance, a response, a letter perhaps
Or at least, write why you can't write any of that now.
Too early to give up?
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