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Fragile, as all things of value are, defines life
Small little things, we often overlook
Forgetting the context, we often realise
What makes up our existence?
Are we always chasing the unknown?
Swimming in a sea of feelings, trying to find the shore.

Trying to process these feelings
It never seems easy
What matters, in the end, is the conquest
Your name in a victory,
To help take meaning away
From all the wrong things you've done
Why do we even need anything
To feel satisfactory?

A sense of pressure puts us down,
Bringing upon a frown
On our fragile little faces
I thought I could be happy forever,
Rather than caring about expectations
Moving on rather than switching off
The past seems like yesterday
Hoping that this evasion from myself,
Will, in one way or other, finally pay off.
Henriette Jun 2020
my dear heart,
it's flying
flying aloft
it might reach nirvana .

in the deep sea of desperate
you fell and scattered
i'm in the verge of expectation.
hoping for you would come back one day
Naye Dashak ki shuruat thi
Ek hichak mere sath thi
Kuch acha hone wala hai
Ek sapna sach krwana hai
Nayi ye shuruat hai
Thame sab mera hath hai..


Par kuch or hi ghatne wala hai
Saya ek kala ana hai
Na khabar mujhe na duniya ko
Ab sb kuch thamne wala hai...


Tum rok lo Isko hone se
Tum rok lo khud ko khone se..


Parlay ka alam ban gya re
Tufan ghanna ye chaaya re...


Insaan kaide mein band hoga
Panchi khuli hawao mein
Anjana sa dar hoga
Bekhauf khuli in raahon mein...


Prakriti fir naya rang legi
Dukh apne sab har legi
Jo jakham die insano ne
Ab kalam nahi un hatho mein
Prakriti ka lekh nirala hai
Naya khel wo rachne wala hai..!!
eva May 2020
The children branded Gifted at the ripe age of eight,
Will grow up carrying the crippling weight
Of an expectation stamped on them before they had thought
Of who they wanted to be, who they were and were not
So when the brain reaches limit of what they're capable of
They will think they’ve destroyed all that was worthy of love
And hide from the sharp gaze of Expection’s eyes
Would rather cease than hear the collective parent’s sighs
The Gifted children will never meet authority’s plans
And instead struggle in silence, head in their hands
Believing the sermon that their knowledge is essential
When they crash, they all say, “She had so much potential.”
We fail life's great expectations
As we doubt our own thoughts
Falling short because of all these
Limitations and hesitations
Niyati May 2020
She was ready to conquer the world, expecting him beside,
But then she realised tide of his trust upon her has dried.
She was considered wrong in everything,
But how can a queen hurt her King?

She tried to prove everyone wrong everytime, he presumed,
And all her efforts to make his family hers was subsumed.
She was ready to change all her vice,
But can self respect be anything's price?

Definitely, she was fierce and revolting in some matters,
But it was not for anyone's bad but her better.
She was expected to change all her bads,
But why in every duo nothing is expected from lad?

When she is expected to trust, why his emotions can be confined to lust?
When she is expected to give every test, why a voice cannot be raised if he is not the best?
When he is revered and honored in her family,
Why she is not being counted in his family's "WE"?
Heyaless May 2020
I've been sick for almost a week .
Everything around me seem so inverted .

This bed and my body started to stink of rotten flesh .
And thoughts disappointments made me more miserable .

YES ! I am disappointed
And this disappointment is like a illness
This time it sits inside me .
I didn't get it by my expectations .
I had buried them long ago .

Why did you tainted that beautiful
Fragrance we had .
You've failed in every area to keep my emotions treasured .

At the end ,it is what it is .
And I am getting my pockets full of disappointments without even expecting .

Just because we smile together ,  doesn't mean I am happy .
Everytime i try to get closer ,
Feel that feeling of pisthurism ...
Do you know what I smell ?
Burning faith .
When you lose faith , that quality from your beloved ..What remains ?
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