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SaWal Jan 2018
Its about the steps you take
Coz they'll define the path you make..

And it is all right to break
After all world ain't itself in a proper place..

But after that despicable sleep you gotta wake
And put in all you got the serenity and the rage..

No one can slow your pace
Once you have decided to set your own stage..

Coz in the end either you will be the one who arrived late
Or the one who tried and tried and.. wrote his/her own slate.
Shashi Dec 2017
I look back
And cringe at my failures
The dreams that broke
And the unfulfilled desires

All so indecisive
Here lies my mind,
To give up on my dreams
Leave all the wishes behind

The pendulum of the clock
However, tells me another story
Don't stop, no matter what
And you sure,  will have your glory

Like a long-lost teacher
Time tells me - keep up with the fight,
One day You'll be among the stars
Believe me, You'll be shining bright!!
Sandman Oct 2017
My ears ring like a church choir.
I can not hear my own thoughts.
Every step that I take is like walking through water.
My heart thumps against my chest like a steel hammer.
People all around me;
Their faces hung up on the walls for all of society to look at them.
Their grim faces chasing my eyes like dogs chasing cars.
When I collapse
I will stand back up.
I will not submit to the world.
Damian Murphy Sep 2017
The three little words
I will never say
Are that "I Give Up"...
No! Never! No Way!
Damian Murphy Aug 2017
One more letter of rejection!
Disappointment and dejection!
Though many of such I receive
I still continue to believe!

I write because I feel a need,
(As vital as the need to breathe)
Words that others may never read;
Though just by writing I succeed!
Subrat Aug 2017
Death knocked on his door
Willingly, he couldn't ingore
All his wishes were tore
And his heart has become sore

Sadly he tightened the knot
Hung it from ceiling spot
Closing his eyes he thought
With his sense of attachments, he fought

No doubt,failure makes you down
But,every night is followed by dawn
Who lost the war can still conquer his town
You have to fight untill you have your crown
You may lost the war,but that can't be your last war.You have to stand and fight untill you grab your sword,untill your heart pumps blood.
Kim Yu Jul 2017
Spark seeker sitting anxiously in the dark
Counting every second to the sunrise
Blood, sweat and tears flowing down a stream of skin grinded by an infinite hour glass
Grasping for air to rise and mine once more for an everlasting bliss
Shattered by critics, cussed by ignorance and spat on by arrogance
A spark seeker rises like a phoenix above heights no eye can ever see
Persistence is key. Persistence shines light into the essence of mortality
While a spark seeker seeks light in the dark
Captivated by the fruit of blissful infinity.
Spark Seeker (n) One who never gives up. A hopeful person
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