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silverislandgal Aug 2020
I did my best and you barely saw me
I did my worst and you disappeared
I noticed your best and worst
You noticed the random in betweens
With unspoken words being your specialty
That deceived me into staying
And I see where I overstayed but comfort drove me in again and again
Nylee Jul 2020
the world suffers with and without me
all things take shape in the way it was meant to be
my attachment to it could affect only me
it breaks me when I am apart from it
when I am not part of bigger things
and they surround me.

not included in movements
missing out on various moments
loss being heavy on me
and tasting the feeling of envy
I like and dislike this and that
but no one ask me of what I think
every one has thoughts of their own
and things are working out just fine.

a disconnected environment
in a deeply wired mess
nothing works as expected
more or less.
What is love we speak of?...
We all search in our hearts and others for that wonderful feeling called "love"...but truly, come on...where is it?
We have this feeling as if we know what love is like or can imagine how it feels, it feels **** good.
But when we get involved with another person and want to give our all or trust unto their hearts and lock it forever somehow they seem to find a way to shatter your heart of glass.
Sweep it with your tears but it will cut your eyes and make them bleed more once you catch em cheat'n.
But why do we all become beasts filled with hatred on the one you wanted to love forever...or they do the same unto you.
We all just want to be loved, somewhere, somehow sometime...
What is love? and where is the love we want?
Other's are married and cheat'n but maybe they shouldn't of married or the one they married was really meant for you.
Sometimes the one we are in love with or should be with are so far away by distance.
Or maybe their no longer here, but we find duplicate versions of a person we can't have.
Why is love hard, love is peace but strains the heart.
Abraham Jul 2020
My heart does not attach
(to what it cannot have)
my mind does not ask
(what it cannot know)
my body does not shake
(beneath your hips and thighs)
God presses into this room
God presses into this room
through the spaces in the blinds.
I S A A C Jun 2020
Silence is scary because it means all your thoughts remain in your head
Femme Fatale, black widow waiting for the vibrations of the web
Insecure in my feelings I weep, grand dreams of being wed
But too often the bridesmaid but that is beside me

I just wish I never followed this path again
I could've trusted my intuition and not the way you led
Instead of harboring my ocean inside, I freeze
Focus on anything, the trees, the buzzing bees
But time after time I can feel you creep into my head
My emotional seas uprooted by your breeze
Reminding me of your touch, the way you breathe, the lack

Hoping finally the key I need would come to me
Open me up like a door exposing my heart to the floor
After years of leave, frozen perfectly
You exposed me to everything, now my body needs

Maybe I tried escaping myself by diving into you
But how I forget that you simply a mirror
Showcasing my biggest fear... myself
Sweet like a lollipop but the red was a warning
Sanjana Jun 2020
Hold my hand, I'll walk you through the rainbow.
Up and above the blue the sky.
We'll ride on shooting stars, in circles around the moon.
Eat cotton candy made with the yummiest of the clouds.
We'll dance all night, jump along Venus, Jupiter and Pluto.
Sing along playing the strings of the sun rays.
I'll put you to sleep at the end of the rainbow.
And take you back home with the morning rain drops.
A date nobody would want to refuse.
Nandini yadav Apr 2020
दिल से जुड़ी थी जो बातें दिल की

अब दिल ही दिल में दबाने लगे हैं

वो धीरे-धीरे हमसे दूर जाने लगे हैं,,

बेझिझक करते थे जो कभी बातें हमसे

अब हर राज़ छुपाने लगे हैं

वो धीरे-धीरे हमसे दूर जाने लगे हैं,,

कहते थे जो कभी न छूटेगा साथ हमारा

अब वही अपना हाथ छुड़ाने लगे हैं

वो धीरे-धीरे हमसे दूर जाने लगे हैं,,

मिलकर देखे थे जो कभी ख्वाब हमने

अब एक-एक कर हर ख्वाब दफ़नाने लगे हैं

वो धीरे-धीरे हमसे दूर जाने लगे हैं,,

हसरत थी जिनके साथ ज़िन्दगी बिताने की

चाहत थी उम्र भर साथ निभाने की

दिलाया था जिसने भरोसा अपने क़रीब होने का

आज वही तन्हाइयों का एहसास कराने लगे हैं

वो धीरे-धीरे हमसे दूर जाने लगे हैं       

 वो धीरे-धीरे हमसे दूर जाने लगे

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They are slowly moving away from us...


The words of the heart that were related to the heart
Now the heart is pressing in the heart
They are slowly moving away from us,
Feel free to talk to us once
Now every secret has been hidden
They are slowly moving away from us,
They used to say that they will never leave our company
Now he is freed
They are slowly moving away from us,
Together we saw what ever dream
Now every dream is being buried
They are slowly moving away from us,
Hasrat was with whom to spend his life
Wanted to live together throughout my life
Who had given me the confidence to be close
Today those same loners are starting to realize
They are slowly moving away from us
They are slowly moving away from us
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Divya Kaushik May 2020
We don’t talk now
I understand you are busy
Surprisingly, my mind doesn’t plead
Your memories to not become a history
My feelings for you play silently
Arousing everything but sadness
And I wonder why there is no void
Why I don’t feel cramped  
Even with your reflection’s occupancy
  
With you as my guide
I discovered the greatness of brains and numbers
Honestly, I still feel the awe of it
For what use are skills and experiences, if not appreciation
I have known being a source of your pride
But how come there is such detachment at your end
May be your sources kept expanding to the extent
That I became a lost fraction of even thousands  

You gave me your clothes when I was soaked  
Laughed and gave me directions when I got lost on the road
Gave me the stage to show, and to answer
I helped your daughter cross French and English waters
But  I  couldn t help  her with German
How  could  I  draw  a  map,  when  I  didn't know the land
So I was  kicked to  the curb, to  never be contacted
You  told me to not become  a  calculator
But I don't remember ever being calculative

And I  never held anything against you For the free and  reasonable  me  would never  approve
Teachers like you  are still the reason
I  like to  be a student,  through and through.
Students have a few teachers in their lives, but teachers get a lot of students in their lifetime. And I felt the bond is not quite as strong with the teachers as I may have perceived.
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