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Poetic T Feb 2018
Hearts are a metal detector to
the buried meaning of what
                      hasn't been found.
But what is needed in another's life.

Shards of loneliness embedded
            with gems of emotions.
Not precious to most but to one,
        searching a lifetime in barren hearts.

It may take a life time of searching,
           but when that motion is detected
no matter who it is, they are the treasure
            buried beneath that will find love.
farhan Feb 2018
Her
I couldn't find myself within me,
I was displaced by her within me.
Mystic Ink Plus Feb 2018
I am blacker
than a coal

I am brighter
than the sun

I am higher
than the sky

I am deeper
than the ocean

Whatever
I am,
No one ever dared
to handle.

My, probable fault

I searched,
All those contrasts
Inside your eyes.
Genre: Love
Theme: Then, nothing matters.
Sammie Feb 2018
Let me fall in love again
Let me, for once, try not to feel the pain
Let me walk alone for some distance
Let me, for once, learn not to cause any penance
Let me sing to my favorite song
Let me, for once, live in that moment for long
Let me travel to distinct places
Let me, for once, learn to not leave behind any more traces
Let me be myself some more times
Let me, for once, try not to consider it as another one of my crimes
Let me stay up and tall
Let me, for once, learn not to sit back even after I fall
Let me set myself finally free
Let me, for once, show myself what I can be
Haruharu Feb 2018
Trying to accept what isn't meant for me.

That he isn't the one.

There was a time he said he was.

I feel the sad smile on my face.

The wrinkle on my forehead, caused by him.

Even though it wasn't our fate to be

I hope he thinks of me.

When the other girls don't sing along to our songs.

When they don't laugh the way I did.

When they don't get excited about the moon and the stars.

It's selfish,
but I hope he searches for traces of me in all the girls to come.
Mystic Ink Plus Feb 2018
Calm before the storm
I've been wondering
Searching a safe space
Shifting my short stay

Near around,
Daydreaming break,
Then,
A walk of infinity
Till,
The time to close those eyes
Comforting the disturbed.
Genre: Abstract
Theme: Being Gypsy
Shared from my Anthology, Canvas: Echoes and Reflections, 2018.
Mystic Ink Plus Feb 2018
Marathon ideas
Without a pauses
Dry-vision
Seeding the future
Neglecting all rules
Being a Gladiator
Instructed for a win, win
To cast away doubt, “survival of fittest”
White lie
Painting a dream
Irony
Discipline, is to smile less
A vain thought!
Then begins,
Holy search within
Birth, decay and death
All age goes through this
End of suffering
Origin of nirvana
Tranquility,
Let’s control over the senses
With a sympathetic joy
Living without sttachment
In a Cemetery of peace
Inhale, Exhale
For a search within.
Genre: Inspirational
Shared from my Anthology, Canvas: Echoes and Reflections, 2018.
Mystic Ink Plus Feb 2018
Let us write our stories  
Reckon all moments
A passage to self-reflection  
With a display box of grandeur,  
Fingers on a key pressed,  
Levitates a search in no time,
Way out of the crowd  
Quiting a reality to roam and wander  
Nothing is outside, all within  
A big circle of virtual connections,  
Without months of eye contacts  
No face to face,  
Sending empathy through e-thoughts

Having a common ground,  
Hope to run faster than Terabyte,  
We love seconds more than a minute  
WiFi made all worth living  
Sending signals to the soul  
We will feel it, anyway.
Shared from my Anthology, Canvas: Echoes and Reflections, 2018.
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