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Jolijn Nov 21
They will be applauding me when I do the unspeakable.
Looking at the lifeless soul in front of me. Do they know something I don’t? Why does their gaze make me feel special?
You have figured it out, you are the chosen one, just like us. This is exactly what you had to do to win the game.
Routine is the answer but routine makes me spiral.

‘’The deities of running water let her hair flow’’ I read somewhere.
As simple as that.

Read between the lines my teacher said.
Go outside and chain smoke some cigarettes, it's not worth thinking like that.
But why am I confused when I see my body move… They don’t understand.

They will be applauding me when I do it.
You have figured it out, this is exactly what you have to do.

I'm so sorry you feel this way she said. I was expecting some recognition, while she hugged me with pity. No need.

Being really good at chain-smoking cigarettes, so I will.
As simple as that.
Read between the lines my teacher said.
No one applauds me.

Loneliness, Emotional pain, walks with us through the day,
and sleeps with us through the night,
Tears that is not visible to the naked eye,
silent screams that no one can hear,
feeling of relentless distress,
Trapped with nowhere to turn,
life is changing beyond our control,
someone else is pulling the strings,
causing this deep ache in the bottom of our soul.
but remember, for every soul there is a soul that touches yours –
Be it the slightest contact –
always there is a gleam of faith in the darkening sky;
always there is a glimpse of brigther skies
To brave the thickening ills of life;
To make this life worthwhile.
Poverty may not necessarily
laziness connote,
and riches may not
necessarily hard work
The hand of providence
does its major role play,
as successes and failures
to each man is assigned.
Work resiliently before
the twilight of life,
extending the goodwill
of fortunes divinely
thus leaving indelible footmarks
on the paths of existence,
because one day,
die we all must,
and our deeds to future
generations will loudly
Philosophy about life
Filomena Aug 5
Ontological definition
Driven crazy with inquisition
Pondering the implication
When what I need is simplification
Psych ward poetry.
Set 3, poem 47.
GaryFairy Jul 29
The dumbest person in the world thinks they are the smartest person in the world.
When words hurt, stop speaking that language.
because nothing lasts forever, she said.
and i didn't believe her
because i was  madly in love with her.
i was blind to see
that even stars had a lifetime.
a few sunsets later,
she wasn't there anymore
and i sat there thinking,
what had went wrong?
i realised everything was alright
even when the storms we create
end up taming us
because nothing lasts forever.
we break, heal, break again, heal and live on through it all. that is how it is.
Daivik Jul 16
When nothing is everything
Everything is nothing

When everything is true
Nothing is true

When everything is false
Nothing is false

When everything is false
Everything is true

When everything is true
Everything is false

When everything is nothing
Nothing is everything

Constant war is constant

Knowing nothing is as good as knowing everything

Complete freedom is complete dictatorship

The extremes are not furthest
apart but coinciding


And past,it doesn't exist
Neither does tomorrow
Just this infinitesimal moment
Where everything is false,
Nothing is false
Everything is true
Nothing is true
You are me
I am you
Mountains fall and seas divide  
and impossible things may seem
but where there’s despair  there is and faith
and where there’s sadness the consolation is near.
Every breath is a chance to reborn,
but to be reborn you have to die before dying.
Yes, injured Woman! Rise, assert thy right!
Woman! Too long degraded, scorned, oppressed.
Unlock the potential you have inside,
expand your wings and fly.
We need to move beyond the limits
we've placed upon our lives
to touch your heart, O love,
Rise up, O woman!
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