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wanshu Nov 2020

it was a blue sky,
and there was a hope inside my heart,
but,why it doesnt seem like that ?,

that light brightly opening like an angel's ladder,

the 'me' inside your heart doesnt seem like the 'me' in my heart,
when did i start to feel like this?,

the cold and icy glory,
trapped in the fog,
inside your words,
flying throughout the night,
feeling hesitate for denying the truth,

that light opening like an angel's ladder,

nothing will gonna happen anyway,
these feeling keep binding me up,
make me feel miserable and incomplete,

everyday in pain ,
hopping that this is just a passing illusion,
disappearing with the pouring raindrops,
but,why it getting clearer everyday?

the further i go,
the closer it get,
im in fear,
but im keep hold on,

my burning heart not going to hold on,
even if im pray to god ,
i have to accept that the heart has lost its place,
the eyes has lost the light,

that light become bluring like an ink on a old paper,

the maze has changing,
it is a different path,
and i found 'you',
who lead me to the peace and silent,
where i have been safe and sound,

the darkness spread like a whirlwind,

im following 'you' who hold my hand,
like a ray of light in the darkness,
im following you,
to forget the curse of being incomplete.
this poems for people who survive as a "depress and skyzo" 'victim'
Amanda Kay Burke Feb 2019
I know we have problems
And I know we are scared to say
Everything we see before us
In a state of disarray

When people ask if we are together
Tell them that we're not
Wake up every morning sad
My stomach in a knot

Sky heavy on shoulders
Cloudy or sunny and bright
Hope that we could be happy
Living a dream that's not quite right

Do you love imperfections?
Do you pretend they are not there?
Say that is what makes me special
Question if you're really aware

I get chills of fear imagining
Future without your embrace
Are you going to be the same in five years?
Will souls still interlace?

Insecurity blows my brain up
Skull expands, it bursts
When you've done nothing wrong
Still endure my worst

You do not deserve it when I explode
Hit by shrapnel, hurtful remarks
Justify my careless words by bringing up
Past indiscretions and own defined marks

The infinite acts of betrayal
Your indifferent selfish attitude
The reasons I lash out in anger
Often say things that are rude

I do not mean to hurt your feelings
I attempt to communicate
Thoughts softly falling in my head
Failing as they accumulate

It seems issues are too big
Too powerful and great to solve
Yet we keep waiting with the foolish belief
One day they will all dissolve

But until that time arrives
I will continue this back and forth game
We make mistakes. Forgive. Repeat.
Both of us are equally to blame
I am trying to take responsibility for my half of the issues we are facing
Badshah Khan Feb 2019
Rubayiat Al Thurab (Verses of the Dust) – 47

BismillahIr RahmanIr Raheem

Faithfully serving likely;
Others isn’t a social service.
Its mandatory towards yourselves,
To properly serve other.
As you represent equally as being,
As others who breathe equally.
As the divine creator, He;
Naturally Create every dear soul as equally.
To fondly cherish each other,
And faithfully serve each others.

Allah Khair….. Khairul Rabul Alameen Yah Arrahmanur Yah Raheem

Ummah Thurab – Badshah Khan.
©UT-BK 2019
Rubayiat Al Thurab (Verses of the Dust)
Bryce May 2018
Dear god,
Who art in ever,

Hallowed be thy bud,

thy grass and shrub,

On earth as it burns in heaven.

Give us this day our daily succ

and forgive us our sins,

as we revel in the sins that made us.

And lead us not into Asymmetry.

But deliver us like parcels
For thine is the wisdom,
and the timeless,
and the gorgeous forever.

There is symmetry in these words that uneasily pleases me
Mesmed Jausa May 2015
Violent takes prolonged by the snap of shutter:

If photos really make the ones inside more real
Can you still wear their love like skin?
How long can you believe you're part of them
And not a parasite?

Eleanor Rigby Sep 2014
I am not lonely today
The trees are shivering
The skies are weeping
With me
Nature is having
One lazy dream
And we're all stuck in it
Equally suffering.


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