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Sum total of
Smithereens separated
By fine cracks
You would find me
Magnified!

My shape stays intact
As if toughened glass
I am shattered
I am hurt
It pains all over
I have mastered
The technique
Signals to block

Loving heart
I have unlocked
Exert force of attraction
To counter
Negative pressure
Of partial vacuum outside
Smithereens separated
By fine cracks
Not to burst apart
Keeping my shape perfect

Sum total of
Smithereens separated
By fine cracks
I am shattered
I am hurt
It pains all over
I have mastered
The technique
Signals to block

Loving heart
I have unlocked
Some individuals
I unconditionally love
I am shattered
I am hurt
Smithereens separated
By fine cracks
My shape stays intact
As if toughened glass

Sum total of
Smithereens separated
By fine cracks
You would find me
Magnified!
Normally toughened glass may shatter, but smithereens do not disintegrate and it doesn't lose shape. Fine cracks may not be visible from a distance. Magnify and you notice. Time may shatter and hurt you. There's physical and mental pain. Mastering a technique, you may stop your brain receive/ perceive pain signals.
Sal AK Mar 9
As I am
As you are
As we were before trying to fit into a shapeless world
We found a place in each other's heart...
As we are
So flawless
So effortless
We fit into the shape of love.
little lion Feb 5
My life has become a bit like a fishbowl:
the glass is thick and durable, it's supposed to
be smudge-proof, but you never fail to leave your finger-
prints behind. There are rocks at the bottom, a blend of neons:
blue and orange and pink and green and yellow, painted with the
cheap kind of paint that eventually chips away and gathers at the tip-top of the water...always mixing in with the the flimsy food flakes you toss in at mealtimes before watching with disinterested fascination as I swim to the top and sort through what's edible and what's not, as if the food is much better than the chips of paint and the dust bites that gather after a few days of sitting on the counter. My bowl stays in the sun as though the pink and purple fake plants you've given me require time spent in
the light to grow and prosper, although it is fun to check every
now and then to see how much you really care when I let
myself drift to the top of the water to bask in the glow
of either the sun or the artificial lamp that's been
placed next to my bowl. Some nights you
forget to turn it off, but I don't mind
so much because at least then I
can watch over you at night
the way you watch over
her, instead of me.
Skye Dec 2020
Some               times
We forget th        at it is better
Forgetting than     remembering
All the faults they've committed
Empty words they've said
Memories filled
with ecstasy,
Memories
devoid
of
you.
Carry on, don't let the mistakes of our past confine us and trap us
instead let them guide us, a part of who we are,
or who we were once.
◊ ◊ ◊
© Cori
Skye Dec 2020
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time is something
so easy to waste
when i spend it
with you.
·
···
··...·
·.··˘.......˘.·.
···..˘..···..·.....··˘.˘.·····.
and it's like nothing
happened at all.
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© Cori
Dharatal Dec 2020
What is love?
It's me,
It's you,
It's entire world.
Not only done with strangers
also for family and friends,
even with pets & toys.

In every situation love
remains the same,
with same meaning
& Different visnory to understand
once everyone feels it.

It's not about death
It's about life
It's not just a feeling
It's a energy which can even build the Taj Mahal.

Though love doesn't
have a shape but,
it has a large volume
to cover the whole world
Everyone can not understand love
What is the shape of your Love?
Where are its boundaries?
Where does the space of your Love
occupy the memories
the edges
the points of tension
enmeshed in the masterpiece
of you?
Palpebra Oct 2020
You   were
supposed
to be my
anchor;
But
U
end
ed up
burnin
g my dr
eams. Yo
u  became
my  very  o
wn brand  of
ca m  p  h or  ;
A ban  d  onin g
me in the ab
undance o
f my scr
eam
s.
Palpebra Oct 2020
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.
   I   '   m
  n   o   t
   f u s e d ;
  M a y  b e
   a    l   i   t   t   l  e
   c   o   n   f   u   s  e  d  .
  I ' ve    s  t  i  l  l    g  o  t
  a    l  o  t   o f   f  i  g  h  t
  l   e   f   t     i    n    m   e ;
  I ' ve    s  t  i  l  l    g  o  t
a   l o  t   o f   l i g h t
   l   e   f   t     i    n
    m  e . . . . .
Edison did not just invent the bulb;
He created a bright future by not giving up.

Last night I thought I would never get up. But here I am today.
Its not falling that scares me; What scares me is never wanting to get up again!
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