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Chicken 3d
Protect yourself from me
I am the raining dead
The fission's, and
The fighters, and
Those who bled in dread

I can heal you,
but not
in the absence of your shield
I'm here,
right
by your side
Out in the field
Out in the field

I didn't do what you asked
Never look back,
my ****
Never look back,
Oh my big ****
I'm coming back to get you.
Two close comrades. Out on the field, in battle, running... one comrade always told the other, 'never look back' and 'run with your gun' in case human compassion washed over and one went back for the other, killing them both.

Guess who didn't listen.

It is the story of two best friends.

One always trying to protect the other, and vice versa.

In another life, they (enough congregation of their particles) meet, and all those memories come rushing back.

Written from a healing perspective, everything in oneness. it is powerful, utmost self care is necessary.
आपका  मनमे जो हे आज बताव हमे ——२
सामने हमारीसिवा न होगा कोइ दुसरे ——२

चेहेरा उठाकर अाँख मीलालो आँखसे
न घबराव लो वक्तका सामना करो
आप नजर मोडकर कभीतो हँसा करो ——२
चाहत, ख्वाइस् कभी तो सुनाया करो
मनमे कोइतो राज होगी आपके
हमको कभी अप्ना समझकर् कहाँ करो ——२

आपका मनमे जो हे आज बताव हमे
सामने  हमरीसिवा न होगा कोइ दुसरे

मनमे कोइतो राज होगी आपके
हमको कभी अप्ना समझकर कहा करो
दर्द भरी दिलका कहीँ तो होगी मलहम  ——२
ढुड लाउँ उसे एकवार दिशा दिखादो ——२
साथी हु आपका अबतो दुरि घटादो ——२
एकवार फिर नजर उठाकरके तो देखो ——४
Genre: Romantic Gazal
Theme: Tell Me More
तेरा चेहरा खोया खोयासा देखा
सिर्पm एकवार मेरीे तरफ पाउ बढाकर देखो
दिलकी सपनोसे  भरेहँे रौनक तेरी आखोमे ——२
आइना नही अभी आखोमे मेरी देखो
जो कभी संझा नसकाथा तुझको मे माही
आज तुम पहेचान लोगी वही मन्जिल

तेरा खामोसी  अभी कमहे लोगोसेँ  मेरे माही
सिर्फ  एकवार  झुपडीमे नजर फिराकर देखो
दिलकी दर्दसे भरे हेँ आसु तेरी आखोमे
आइना नही अभी आखोमे मेरी देखो
जो कभी संझा नसकाथा तुझको मे माही
आज तुम पहेचान लोगी वही मन्जिल

तेरा चेहेरा उझला उझलासा देखा ——२
सिर्फ एकवार मेरी खातीर गीत गाकर देखो
छुपाइ खुबसुरती भरेहेँ रंग तेरी चेहेरोमे ——२
आइना नही अभी आखोमे मेरी देखो
जो कभी संझा नसकाथा तुझको मे माही
आज तुम पहेचानलोगी वही मन्जिल

तेरा शहेर आज सोया सोया देखा ——२
सिर्फ एकवार बाहर घरसे निकलकर देखो      
झुमेगी दुनीया फिर कङगन पायलकी धुनमे ——२
आइना नही अभी आखोमे मेरी देखो
जो कभी संझा नसकाथा तुझको मे माही
आज तुम पहेचानलोगी वही मन्जिल
Genre: Gazal
Theme: The Reflection || The Perceptions
virginia Mar 11
my dreams reveal to me the inevitable
in my dreams you see me
and we are together, as we once were
in what seems like the distant past
but we are bound by our souls
to unite as love itself, once again
to my other, if whom in which you are;
may everything be in our favor.
the all is rooting for us.
D Mar 6
You have walked down the path of soul-searching for far too long my dear woman
You have thereupon tasted sin in that of poisonous water
And in that of the flesh of men
And in that of the flesh of women
And in that of tears of whom gave birth to you
And in that of disappointment you have caused to the only man you have so much loved

Now my dear,
Tell me
What is it that you found?

~

I have not find
But I have only learned
That it is about time I get to know You

~

I have known you since you were sleeping
Silently and unagitated to what there is to life
And that was when you were in the **** of your mother
Its warmth enveloped your paper-thin skin
And her heart was beating synchronously to yours
And both of your soul and body coexisted

When you left the comfort of the greatest
And the warmest thing of motherhood
You came into the world crying
Your skin red
Your lips the contrasting colour
White as the cleanest sheet
You now existed at and on your own body
Small—but bold and vulnerable
Like that of the most expensive glass

You cried
Because you are on your own

When you grow
I have known you even better
Closer but farther
So dear and so true
I am not watching you
I am rooting for you

~

I have sinned but I have learned
I have cried and I have hurt
I have taught and be taught
I have lost only to be found

The second I kneeled
Upon the heat of the thick but delicate sheet
I have remembered
That none of the things in this existing life
Belongs to me
But are rather
given to me

I have been missing You for far too long.
Aaron Feb 18
This is just another perspective
given form by conscious centrality, or
Perhaps I’m too introspective.

From young we learn to seek directive, and
to live with a certain frugality,
But this is just another perspective.

An unmoved pen is too corrective;
The hand hesitates for fear of banality;
Or perhaps I’m too introspective.

Life, as poetry, is connective;
Embrace the paradox of each duality; but
This is just another perspective.

I dream to love the imperfective,
Because we’re all an abnormality;
Perhaps I’m too introspective.

What if we stop trying to be corrective,
And instead embrace individuality?
This is just another perspective,
Or perhaps I’m too introspective.
I see
the power of the universe
to change
remnants of chaos
into majestic beauty
I feel
the ripples of time and space
reflected in my being
a child of the mountains
searching for gold
I dig
into my soul
to find my truth
buried in darkness
a beacon of light
I am
in the glow
of humanity awakening
to the oneness
of the universe
Sobbingsoul Jan 29
Floating in
The ocean of light
And love Within
Every cell gets sparkled
Ignited in heavenly fire
Deliquescing
In the whole Cosmos
I am one with Me


©️Sobbingsoul
marianne Jan 17
I saw my mother in her bra
once,
the day her heart rose up indignant,
seized—
and brought her to her knees

She stood tincture in hand
lifelong faith in earth’s medicine
she still believed it would ease,
loosen the vice grip
(not this time)

That day I remembered—
saw her soft turtle body under the certainty
the marble godliness, life’s layers hardened into
a bullet proof vest—
I was held to that heartbeat
once,
I needed that skin like food
She was held to a heartbeat
once,
she needed that skin like food
You were held to a heartbeat
once,
you needed that skin like food

If I close my eyes in morning sun
I hear it still—
in the rhythm of the rain
silent sway
quiver of wing
lingering
deep ocean drum
seedling hum—
earth’s heartbeat
There's not just mother, there is Mother
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