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Aires 1d
I thought everything is fine.
Closing my eyes to wake up in another world of dream.
When I feel hopeless than there is always an icecream.
People around me talking the hell out of them.
Nothing is calm everything is lame.
But, I have reason to smile and some sort of hope.
Everything is going in Loop.
But, you are the new melody which struck in my nerves..
Sometimes this melody, I don't deserve.
But, when you try to leave, my heart pull the strings to stop you.
Now please turn back and simply it.
I want to say something.
I want you to wait.
Is it same way around?, the question arises.
But, when you turn back.
I knew there is hope that doesn't die.
You wait for my silence.
I wait for my words.
Than I thought, I shouldn't keep you waiting.
I smile, you nod.
But something is incomplete.
I think melodies are meant to be incomplete.
Let's complete it tomorrow probably.
But....
fizbett 1d
organised chaos
self aware mess
you’ll never know happiness
till you bask in the absence of it
for as long as I have.
like puzzle pieces from different sets
fitting together and making a perfect picture
everything wrong with me
feels as divine as the moon’s craters
not quite as perfectly imperfect,
but closest to it that I’ve ever been.
Zywa 1d
I hop, even if

I've to go to the toilet --


That is how I live.
Novella "De heilige Antonio" ("The Saint of the Impossible" / "Saint Antonio", 1998, Arnon Grunberg), chapter 15

Collection "SoulSenseSun"
raahii 2d
निकले थे तलाश में ख़ुशी की,
खोजा जहान में, ना मिली कहीं।
लौट आये घर वापस अंततः,
पा लिया सुकून अपनों के संग
The search for happiness and the realization that true contentment comes not from external pursuits but from love, connection, and belonging.
Serenity.

A warm cup of coffee in cold hands.
Quiet stillness on a porch.
The sounds of water and birds.

A book in my lap, transporting me to another world.
The sea, vast and mighty,
A love so deep and true,
With crystal blue waters,
And vibrant reefs that bloom,
Life abundant and colorful,
A swarm of the sea, dancing in tune.

I am drawn to the swarm of the sea,
The diversity of creatures that call it home,
From the tiny fish to the majestic whale,
Each one with a purpose, each one free to roam.

But even amid this watery delight,
I find myself captivated by a woman in sight,
With ebony hair that falls like silken strands,
And amber eyes that seem to understand.

She carries a dragon upon her back,
A symbol of strength, of courage and tact,
Yet in her presence, I feel only grace,
A sense of serenity, a gentle embrace.

Her movements are elegant, her touch so soft,
A warmth in her gaze that whispers aloft,
She exudes sensuality with every step,
Leaving me breathless, feeling inept.

Her presence is sensual, intoxicating,
I am mesmerized by her every move,
She is the calm in my tempest, the light in my darkness,
In her arms, I find solace, I find my groove.

Love knows no depth, it is unfathomable,
A mystery that we can never truly grasp,
It can be a tempest, unpredictable and wild,
Or it can be serene, a gentle clasp.

Find the one who brings you joy,
Who warms your heart with their gaze,
Who makes you feel safe and secure,
And brings balance to your days.

For love is a force,
A power beyond measure,
It can lift you up high,
Or bring you to your knees in despair.

But when you find the one,
The one that brings you joy,
Whose love matches your own,
You'll know true happiness.

In a world where love is shown,
Search for the one who warms your heart,
Who makes you feel safe, secure in their arms,
Who brings balance, extinguishing all alarms.

In the end, love is all that matters,
In all its forms and shapes,
For love is what makes us human,
It is what gives our lives their purpose, their stakes.

For love is a gift, a treasure to behold,
A bond that is precious, more valuable than gold,
So I seek the love that I have for thee,
In the depths of the sea, in the woman I see.
-From Darkness unto Light


Whenever you experience any kind of pain,

Just know there will always be sunshine after the rain.
Zywa Jan 16
Happy are you when-

ever you see the beauty --


of your beloved.
"Ghazal 79" ("Ode 79", 14th century, Hafez)

Collection "No wonder"
Jeremy Betts Jan 16
How does one live
Without a heart in his chest,
No positive thought in his head,
The worst presenting as his best?

A hopeless romantic
If it's not perfect, it's panic
Why is the worse case automatic?
I think it's called...manic

There's suppose to be no need
No one should be expected to try
What if I'm wrong?
Or what if I'm right and people lie

I just want you
To want to want what I want too
And maybe help put a few insecurities to bed
And pretend for a fleeting second true love's true

©2025
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