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Àŧùl Oct 2021
The date was 15 August 1947,
And India became a dominion of the Crown.
It remained so until 26 January 1950,
When India became a Democratic Republic.
So, it was not before 26 January 1950,
When India became completely independent.

And they eulogise the bald old man,
As if it was only his non-violence.
No, credit it to the Azad Hind Fauj,
And more so to the broken British economy after the Second World War.

Correct me if you know better,
Take care to be mild.
To your words, apply some butter,
Do not be so wild.
Discussions are open.
My HP Poem #1947
©Atul Kaushal
Nidhi Jaiswal Jul 2020
Expectation):-main cause of sorrow and pain!
I was so simple.
All the happiness of life was in my pocket.

I thought the whole world was like me.
But there is nothing like this,
Everyone is self-employed here.

Everything is change
As of yesterday,
The people who have said themselves have changed
I was so simple,
But now i feel like compound or complex,
Due to expectation.
So,
Expectation):-main cause of sorrow and pain!

We should never kept expectation for others
Everyone is busy when they will free than think about you.
Always be yourself..for happiness
thanks for reading.my thoughts....
Amanda Kay Burke May 2020
Our biggest mistake is
We want badly to find
Love that is true and real
So we let ourselves grow blind
Love truly is blind as a bat
Masha Yurkevich Mar 2019
I feel safe
telling you all of

my
BIGGEST worries,
my                      
      d
      e
      e
      p
      e
      s
     t
secrets,
my
d a r k e s t  memories.

Because I know that you
will love me
no matter what.
ThatBrokenOne Dec 2018
In this milky way galaxy there is a solar system.
In this solar system there is a planet, earth.
On this planet there is a continent,
In this continent there is a country.
In that country is a province,
In that province is a township.
In that township is a town,
In that town is a street,
In that street is a house,
In that house is a room,
In that room sits a person,
In that person is a mind.
That mind is me,
Tiny and small,
And yet it thinks it is the biggest of them all.
Why, why does it think it can have every thing,
While it has never had a great life.
Why does it thinks it knows all,
While there is yet so many things we don't understand, at all.
Why does it keep thinking,
While all it does is, making it self sad and full of pain.
Is there an off switch?
Is there any way to stop it at all?
Is there anything?
Or is it just an empty void?
Me is just to tiny and small,
And yet it thinks it is the biggest of them all.
https://youtu.be/Iy7NzjCmUf0
Alive Again Feb 2018
I realized recently

That my biggest fear

Is

Living a boring life.

Not necessarily a life full of regret,

But a life in which I never built my own door of opportunity,

Picked the lock

And stepped inside.

A life in which I never took the risks I knew I had to,

If I wanted even the chance

Of becoming a singer,

Actress,

Comedian.

Not that I mind the regular route,

But that one is already barely guaranteed in the first place.

I don’t even know what job I’d enjoy.

How can I continue like this?

Not knowing if I’ll be okay at the job I’m studying for.

Living comfortably is a luxury these days.

What if I’m not cut out for commission work?

I’m terrified.

It could all be a waste.

I just want to coast if I can’t be happy.

But what if coasting isn’t an option?

What if just managing isn’t an option?

What if I can’t do it?

The whole point is to find a better job, one where I rarely cry because I’m trying my best and it just isn’t good enough.

I hate this misconception, that Millennials are lazy.

I’ve worked my *** off, and I will continue to because that is required to survive.

I’ve worked harder at my minimum wage job than many at their 60k a year plus benefits.

I’m just worried that I’m making the wrong choices,

Because there is information I just cannot know as of yet.

And I could have set myself up for the best, right now.

But I don’t know what that is.
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