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akshat kaushal Apr 2020
Something that can make relations or break relations
Something that can gain trust or break the bond with ******
Something that's part of humanity
Something that's found in every liar's profanity

What's the costs of loyalty in human
Lust? Affection? or another beautiful woman?
Thousands promise, very few keeps
Foundation for relation, if missed you may roll on bounty steeps

For poker heart, it takes years n years to prove them
For boasters, it takes hours of conversation to captivate the stem
For cheaters, few pretentious days can do the harm
Once it's done, no medicine in this world can stop the storm

Victims of such chiseler are left awestruck
Left with some broken promises shattered hopes in gooey swamp stuck
No emotions to believe, No gesture to make
Life no more seems the same, everything seems fake

Burn old bridges if that what it costs
Disloyalty will be mankind's biggest lost
From being pretentious to being a cheat, that's what loyalty bounds
With a hairline difference between keeping heart and keeping heart all sound
kolsmusing Apr 2020
To all the stopovers
and endings
the delays
and the in between
and the waiting.

I know that it was God's plan
so I will keep still
while pouring all my faith
and trusting God's hands.
God had and always been my refuge. Never did he fail me nor left me. That's why I leave it all to Him. He knows and wants what's best for me.
Andrew Mancini Apr 2020
Found without a face,
embraced,
entranced by one another through fate,
bound by eternity,
time,
and space,
rebuilt from crumbled dust,
fighting through crumpled trust.
Ekansh Kedia Apr 2020
I tread beneath this limitless sky;
this limitless sky of which I also am above.
I soar high till my wings melt,
keep falling;
falling till I run out of breath.
But I am worry-free;
worry-free because I know I'll land on a fluffy bed.
What just happened?
What. The. Heck.
Falling, until I run out of breath.
Viktoriia Mar 2020
it's been a pleasure knowing you,
the side of you that you chose to share.
it's not even a millionth part
of the universe inside of you,
but i've never gotten so close
to touching space.
every comet of thought,
rushing through the void of your mind,
every undiscovered constellation;
your depth was too vast to comprehend.
i will be forever grateful
for holding the space in my arms.
it's been a pleasure knowing you.
Sara May 2019
Bin
You can try to water dying flowers,
and they’ll keep upright, alive for a week.
Convince yourself the fresh scent will come back.
Has rotten ever smelled so sweet?
move on and refreshh
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