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eight Sep 2019
light stars,
bright stars.

let me see tonight afar.
Jolan Lade Sep 2019
I need us to be mine
Your heart is golden, bright shine
Take your time and if you need a hand, take mine
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Nazish Idrees Sep 2019
Sue is deeply hurt
she looks for hope in dark
she finds a soul who holds
the broken pieces in her

she sits in a black hole
she worries and panic a lot
she needs a helping hand
she loves to hear some support

she listens that birds are chirping
she smiles and laughs with them
the sun becomes brighter
when she holds a purpose in hand

her emotions are now calm
she is feeling much relaxed
can you believe all this happens?
after drowning all the regrets?

keep on living these moments
there is good after every bad
there is love after hatred
there is life after thoughts of death

this is all normal to experience
this is all acceptable to recieve
just pass through it now and always
whatever you imagine you will get

(A tribute to the suicide survivors!)
For the suicide prevention day 10th September!!
IYPA
Vish Sep 2019
i was a ray of sunshine in your life but you chose to board up your windows
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was my light too bright for you?
did you get burned?
the shadows lurking in the dark aren’t half as nice as i am but i suppose birds of a feather flock together
Nazish Idrees Sep 2019
Are my nights dark?
why there is no star?

Is my smile wide?
how it looks so bright?

Are my hands soft?
why nothing it holds?

Is my heart filled?
where is all the love it dripped?

Are the days glowing?
I see myself growing

Yes, you are right!
we all are riding on this life.
She grabbed your hand as you tried to leave
I love you
Shes says trying to get you to stay
You look at her
Tears running down her face
You see then her beauty
Her eyes bright and wet
Her eyes full of life
Her eyes full of hope
makes me think tht this is what sauske thought as he left he never looked at her in the eyes because that would have made him stay
Grace Haak Sep 2019
OUR WORDS WILL RUSH WITH LIQUID LIGHT
A SILVER STREAM THAT SMOLDERS NIGHT
leo arden Sep 2019
the night sky is clear,

the stars, bright.

there is no fear here,

no anxiety tonight . . .

just loneliness.
from the looking glass afar.
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