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Ashwin Kumar Jan 7
Never is it too late, to love
Even if you have to move
From place to place
Without even setting a base

I may be thirty four years old
But that leaves me not, in the cold
Not to boast, but do I have a heart of gold
And never will I fold
Even when tested beyond my limits
Because I simply don't take ****
Not from anyone, not even family
If you try to mess with me
For you, it's gonna end sadly
Not always, may I be free
But if I happen to love you
Always, will I make time for you

Never is it too late, to love
Especially if you have nothing to lose
Coming to me, I've had a bad marriage
Which has done its share of damage
When it cometh to my mental health
However, fine is my physical health
Not to mention, do I have a good job
And afraid not I'm, to sob
Whenever I hit a rough patch
Because, usually does it end up making me a stronger person
Even If I find not a match
On any of those ******* dating apps
After all, is life full of lessons
For example, never blindly trust Google Maps!
See, I have a decent sense of humour!
So what If I lack glamour?
Sound am I, when it cometh to character
And never have I been a cheater

I may be thirty four years old
But rarely am I bored
Because, do I have the heart of a child
Which can make me wild
From time to time
Never do I give a dime
As to what the society thinks
Sometimes, do I find it difficult to blink
But if you really care for me
You should just let it be
Because it ain't nothing but a quirk
And if I truly care for you
Never will I keep you in the dark
That is love for you

Never is it too late, to love
Especially if you've already been through love
To me, has it happened twice
The first occasion was rather nice
A classic case of unrequited love
Which I can forget not, even now
Because it truly made me happy
Coming to the second occasion
It was something that I'd rather forget in a hurry
Because it brought a lot of tension
To me as well as my family
Not to mention, one of my best friends
My wife was worse than a fiend
Because she pretended to love me madly
While the reality was
That, about me she gave not a ****
Being slippery as moss
Truly was our marriage a sham
However, battle-hardened am I now
And mind not, going slow
Because, never is it too late, to love

Never is it too late, to love
Even if you've been through a lot
Because, as long as your heart is in the right place
Never will love become a race
If you have family and good friends
Eventually will there be an end
To the search for love
Because there will be someone for sure
Of course, hardships you may have to endure
But in the end, you will get there
Do not worry, dear
Surrender yourself to God
Because he'll never leave you in the cold
Finally, even if you get old
Never is it too late, to love!
Poem on my musings about love and time.
HanaB Aug 2023
this little world of mine is getting cold.
can you give a warm hug?
I can't see clearly, are you here?
this little world of mine is really getting cold.
can you please come ?
𝙸 πš–πšŽπš πšπš‘πšŽπš–, πšπš‘πšŽπš’ πš•πšŽπšπš πš–πšŽ,
πšƒπš‘πšŽπš’ πšŠπš•πš• πšœπšŠπš’πš "π™Έβ€™πš– 𝚜𝚘 πšœπš˜πš›πš›πš’".
𝙸 πš–πšŽπš 𝚒𝚘𝚞 πšŠπš—πš 𝚒𝚘𝚞 πšœπšŠπš’πš πšπš‘πšŠπš πš’πš˜πšžβ€™πš•πš• 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚒,
πš—πš˜πš  π™Έβ€™πš– πš•πš˜πš—πšŽπš•πš’.

π™·πš˜πš  πšŠπš– 𝙸 πšœπšžπš™πš™πš˜πšœπšŽπš 𝚝𝚘 πšπšŽπšŽπš•?
π™·πš˜πš  πšŠπš– 𝙸 πšœπšžπš™πš™πš˜πšœπšŽπš 𝚝𝚘 πš‘πšŽπšŠπš•?

π™Έβ€™πš– πšπš’πš›πšŽπš 𝚘𝚏 πš›πšŽπš•πš’πšπš‘πšπš’πš—πš πšπš‘πš’πšœ πšŒπšŠπš—πšπš•πšŽ,
πšˆπšŽπšŠπš‘, 𝙸'πš– πšπš˜πš—πš—πšŠ πš•πšŽπš πš’πš πšπš’πšŽ 𝚘𝚏𝚏.
𝙸 πšπš‘πš˜πšžπšπš‘πš πšπš‘πšŽπš›πšŽβ€™πšœ πš—πš˜πšπš‘πš’πš—πš 𝙸 πšŒπš˜πšžπš•πšπš—β€™πš πš‘πšŠπš—πšπš•πšŽ,
π™±πšžπš πš—πš˜πš  β€˜πš πšœπšŽπšŽπš–πšœ 𝚠𝚎'πš›πšŽ πšπš˜πš—πš—πšŠ πšŒπšŠπš•πš• πš’πš 𝚘𝚏𝚏.

π™°πš—πš πš πš‘πš’ πšπš’πš 𝚒𝚘𝚞 πš‘πšŠπšŸπšŽ 𝚝𝚘 πš•πšŽπšŠπšŸπšŽ?
π™·πš˜πš  πšŠπš– 𝙸 πšœπšžπš™πš™πš˜πšœπšŽπš 𝚝𝚘 πš•πš’πšŸπšŽ?

𝙸 πš πšŠπš—πš 𝚝𝚘 πšπš˜πš›πšπšŽπš πšŽπšŸπšŽπš›πš’πšπš‘πš’πš—πš πšŠπš—πš πš‘πš˜πš•πš πš˜πš—πšπš˜ πšŠπš—πš’πšπš‘πš’πš—πš,
'𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 πš’πš πš™πšŠπš’πš—πšœ 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎 πš–πš’πšœπšŽπš•πš πš πš’πšπš‘πš˜πšžπš 𝚒𝚘𝚞.
π™ΌπšŠπš’πš‹πšŽ 𝙸 πšπš˜πš—β€™πš πš•πš’πš”πšŽ 𝚒𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚜 πš–πšžπšŒπš‘ 𝚊𝚜 𝙸 𝚍𝚘,
π™ΌπšŠπš’πš‹πšŽ π™Έβ€™πš πš—πšŽπšŸπšŽπš› πš‘πšŠπšŸπšŽ πš‹πšŽπšŽπš— πš πš’πšπš‘ 𝚒𝚘𝚞 πšŽπšŸπšŽπš— πš’πš 𝙸 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚘.

π™ΌπšŠπš’πš‹πšŽ.. πš“πšžπšœπš πš–πšŠπš’πš‹πšŽ, 𝚒𝚘𝚞 πš πšŽπš›πšŽπš—β€™πš πš πš‘πš˜ 𝙸 πšπš‘πš˜πšžπšπš‘πš 𝚒𝚘𝚞 πš πšŽπš›πšŽ.

𝚈𝚘𝚞 πš–πšŠπš”πšŽ πš’πš πš‘πšŠπš›πš 𝚝𝚘 πš‹πš›πšŽπšŠπšπš‘πšŽ,
πš†πš’πšπš‘πš˜πšžπš 𝚒𝚘𝚞 πš‹πš’ πš–πšŽ.
πšŠπš— πš˜πš•πš πš πš›πš’πšπšŽ πš˜πš—πšŽ 𝚘𝚏 πš–πš’ πšπš’πš›πšœπšπš’πšŽπšœ
©𝟸 πš’πšŽπšŠπš›πšœ 𝚊𝚐𝚘, snoW
I want to know
When it flutters
I want to know
If its pure, light like feathers
But i seem to loose the meaning
I cant catch the concept
Why cant i know
Seems i only know how i wept

My heart feels as if its stone
Petrifying my bones
Corrupting my thoughts and zone
Why do i only know how it feels to be alone
It feels forever noon
Wishing this rain will end soon

Oh i know, i know
You seem to see how i feel
Your mouth says forget and we can go
I act with but in my mind can you be real
Could you be real and say you dont understand
So i dont fly with false hopes
Just to end as i crash land
Why didnt i prepare some safety ropes

I feel guliable
I seem unreliable
By my fire unseizeable
Because its Dying Flames
That always holds my shames
I wish my mind wasnt playing games

I know it holds horrid pain
But i want to hear the truth
I know its not fair in your brain
But only if i could hear your heart

My Heart cant take lies
I cant take words that only dies
Then will it fall from the skies
Wait for a collapse as i slowly close my eyes

Listening to it break
As My Heart
Slowly shakes and quakes
Quitly tearing apart.
Pooja Basnett Jun 2021
When hearts break and dreams shatter in secret,
they make the loudest noise!
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