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labyrinth Apr 2021
Stamped somewhere near
Our **** or behind the ear

I wish there really was
An expiration date on each of us

Being aware that we'll die in the end
We'd behave more reasonable then

Being aware how much time's left
We'd seek what life really meant
Daivik Apr 2021
पंख तेरे हैं अग्नि के
ताकत है चट्टान की
अंग तेरे हैं शक्ति के
सपने तेरे अंगार से
क्षीरसागर से बड़ी जिज्ञासा तेरी
इंसान―तू महान हैं।

तू रचना हैं किसीकी
किसीका तू रचयता
समुद्र को हैं थमा सकता
बन तू विजेता ।

तू रुक मत, तू झुक मत
बनाया तूने सब कुछ,
शून्य से अनन्त तक
तू कर्ताधर्ता हैं संसार का,
तू ही तो महामहिम
कर वही जो हैं सही।

तू विराट हैं,तू विशाल हैं
रचता तू इतिहास हैं
मन का मालिक तू,परंतु गुलाम भी
बदलदे वसुंधरा।

तेरे प्रश्नों का हैं अंत नही
उत्तरों से तू संतुष्ट नही
तेरा मोक्ष तुझे खुद पता नही
इंसान―तू महान हैं,
दैत्य से तू बचा रहे।

अपने रचनाओं पे नाज़ कर
हर जीव का तू सम्मान कर
तेरी बनाई इंसानियत का तू मान रख
तू खुद खुदका भगवान बन।

तू खुद खुदका भगवान बन
तू रुक मत, तू झुक मत
कर वही जो हैं सही
क्योंकि
पंख तेरे हैं अग्नि के
ताकत है चट्टान की
अंग तेरे हैं शक्ति के
सपने तेरे अंगार से
क्षीरसागर से बड़ी जिज्ञासा तेरी

इंसान―तू महान हैं
तू बन खुदका विजेता।
labyrinth Apr 2021
Even a simple act
Such as sleeping
Turns to a drawback
If the soul’s suffering
Andrew Apr 2021
Sometimes I'm happy
when I should be sad
and sometimes
I'm sad
when I should be happy
Astrea Apr 2021
I

I was told that faces persist, could wear away pebble, wind, and sand. Rivers, long and winding, and the rain, always so strange, mingle with rippling ashes of our ancestors, their fingers dipping through charcoal powder, tracing animals over stone’s face, carving bodies out of empty space, faded faces on walls. We are not a dream, they were saying. Not flashes of an aged old dream. Sand-like memory, look for us.
A dream i had this morning
Jay M Apr 2021
I am not coal to be pressured
And form into a diamond
I am human,
Under enough crushing pressure
For ever so long
Never to let up
I will break
For I am flesh and bone
Not of rot and stone

If I am to break
My dear little bones
The pieces must be put back together
Held in tender care behind walls
Before they can heal again
To become stronger than before

So, mind the walls
For I am healing
They will come down when I am ready
When my bones have mended
Strengthened anew.

- Jay M
April 20th, 2021
Please don't break my walls yet- I'll take them down when I'm ready.
Johnson Oyeniran Apr 2021
Earth flows with such a rich abundance of important necessities,

To ensure the surival of life, including the human species.

But the less fortunate struggle every single day to make ends meet,

Because greed continues to posion the minds of the powers that be.
George Krokos Apr 2021
Corona virus
versus human parasite
either side may win
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Written in 2020.
Jane Smith Apr 2021
This form
Like a dead cat in the street, I
Am roadkill, I am whatever you need me to be
A puppet
Shards of pink tinted glass under my nails
Under my skin
Love like a dream
Feeling like a dream
Addicted
To the dream
Give me water, blood
I tear apart this carcass
Slick with the allure of death
Release me from this casket
Lined with silver
Glittering
Rusted
Tired
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