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She's half a heart
Because you took more away
Than you gave her

She's mad at night
And tries to sleep
Searching for peace

She can't see through the rage
Or through the tears
Or through the pain

What you did was fail her
Because she believed
In you wholeheartedly
When you are down
ill turn to a clown
when you do cry
ill send a smile to fly
when you feel upset
ill wish u have button to reset
when you are alone
remember two comes after one
when you see the roads end
remember its just a bend
in life out of the few that never end
its the love of a true friend
To honor few who stood by me near and far
 Sep 2015 Swathi eruvaram
niamh
Fake
 Sep 2015 Swathi eruvaram
niamh
I have lied my way
Through life
And spilled my truth
Upon these pages.
A persona presented
Face to face
Is lost within the ink
Of the pen.
Created by insecurities,
Derived from expectations
Unjudged by blank sheets.
Only those who read me
Truly know me.
How is it that you have my heart and soul
But all I have is your number
*dark and hollow
dead with sorrow.
he had
eyes parallel to heart

at the same time

my own mind felt like
it was a day away

we were made of
green hope
like
waiting at
traffic lights

the mountains breathed
the rain whispered
we watched
and hoped
and forever
was no where
Jasmine flows in lemon scented tendrils
Wafting on breeze in honeysuckle air,
Drifting in promise of delicacy hovering
Caressing pubescent delights from despair.
Delicate flavours of spearmint and juniper
Tilt in a torment of honeyed delight,
Garlanded avenues sweet and deliciously
Titivate nostrils till sensuous night.

Amorous airs in the warm summer evening
Poignantly poised in the lingering scent,
Romantically touching the tremble of senses
Released in a sigh of exquisite content.

M.
22 August 2015
Rain drops showers me and I love them
They hide my tears and wash my face
They shake my muscles and I love it
They hide my fears that shake me.

For years as it rains
I walked in the rain during downpours
I loved the scences in the rain
And maybe my success lied there...

People liked to see me wet my shirt
In showers that were tears
I kept crying for long,
And I grew a skekoton
I became a center of interest
And I was shy

But like hope rain fell
And I was a sprout of hope!
As i lead my life,
As I live it,
Whatever the course ,
I know in the begining I was nothing ...
Then HOPE sprouted in my skeleton
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