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Vishesh Singh Jul 12
I wish everything becomes well as it was before,
I used to think that it will be evermore
You can't even imagine what we're going through,
We're living fake but it all looked so true
They'll regret what they did,
I saw everything, I wasn't a kid
Near me, there's a girl, she's feeling painful,
I just want you to be careful
With me, with us; It's just not our luck,
Teach me to be like you so I cannot give a ****
Don't you know what you're doing?
Whose feelings that you're hurting and bruising
Be careful with me
Always said that you'd be there for me
Why the hell are you doing?
Is it worth the boy that you're losing?
Care for me, care for me
When I want ya why aren't you here for me?
Be careful what you're saying!
'Cause karma is here, you'll be paying
Someone told me that I'm already cursed,
It's gonna hurt me to hate you but loving you is worse
I just hope after this life we'll never meet again,
'Cause the only thing you gave was pain.
'Be Careful', a poem by Vishesh Singh.
It's kinda my life, hope you'll like this as much as I do.
Nylee May 26
The entire world is suffering
and most of us
are trying our best
to not fall apart
at minutes interval.

Most of us are dealing with our losses
by remembering the times
when we had it all
and yearned for more
Now our balances are minus again.

We are trying our best to
survive in the harshest weather
of the new decade
many trees been uprooted
By the shore.

How do I not fall apart,
I am left with nothing
On the cart,
Keep these fat tears on bay,
till it flows over.

At minutes interval,
Bad news arrival,
I switch the channels,
It is worse than before,
Than ever before
.
Love is an illness
The number one side effect
Caring far too much
Love is merely a madness
-Shakespeare
Amanda Kay Burke Dec 2020
There are days I wish I hated you
And others where I miss you bad
Your memory forever present
Always making me sad
I can’t remember the last time I spent a whole day pain free
Isabella Oct 2020
Do we idolize normality
Or demonize insanity
And which is worse
Ken Pepiton Oct 2020
Politics and religion are all I wish to talk about.
Define your terms in balance with mine
and we may converse on equal points
where such delicate touch means
balancing seen and hoped for
reality in times of
such interesting
side realities,
-- screentimes, verily virtually real at the level
of sub-myelinated signals from old
WHAT WAS THAT quests,

layers of visionary invariables sift us to this

appearing as real as walled people in the
memory damning days, as paper was
seen to burn at Fahrenheit 451,
and we all saw The Tattooed Man
had the Pawnbroker's face and hands.

What forms the mob, if radio were never real.
How would we agree we know one thing
alike as an overture, or a rag-time blue
feeling story from both sides
in one song, y'know?
Am I lyin?

Tell a story like Micaiah?
Eh, lead a king astray by leaving him believe all he wishes
were true? Long live the lie, must I say, in silence,

to what effect?
How great a fire can one tongue kindle?
Can a tongue tamed and reined, rule itself,
perse, make a word
mean
power. See said is seeing read, hearing read,
being told to see said things as the sayer said,

read, the words we say we write informing awe
one we, away…
--- every story has an arrow in time, the archer aims,
the arrow flies, see
silver bullets are useful when wooden stakes
seem as splinters of truth repulsed in ***** efforts
to remain un impierced…
at the appointed time…

-- it sounds like science fiction, and that is normal now.

Hiyo, Silver…
how deep do radio waving ripples go,
in shaping a child born down wind of Nevada…
sleep learning seems to
have evolved evil in to a state
of being where nothing good can ever happen,
- dreams cease and deep sleep ensues
so we wake to find, just as we expected, sufficient evil
to force our hands to clap,
our fingers to flex, and our will to see goodwill be done,
one day, at least,
today,
I made may my word, and I noticed your reading
gave my may to you.
Peace out, we yoostasay.
May your best you rule
this day.
Have your own way. Remember:
Doing evil makes your self disappear.
All innovative players are given that one clue as a rule.
In my game of life, I never tire of testing for sanity. Who cares if this means nothing and nothing is something that never makes things worse?
Kanishk Kandoi Jul 2020
Lie
The stuff that you heard about me
Is a lie

But the way you heard it
Is even worse
Mari Jun 2020
They say when
you're in love
you get better.
But why am I
getting worse?
every one becomes having long tail
trying not to get *****
wanting to throw away
or hide it at any way

trying to be silent
covering your nose
and do also with mouth

as the world does not bear
your breath
if you still go on that road
which was not faith and had bad fault

expecting the worst comes
and the world will wish you to be absent
this causing of virus makes us showing the world into its clear photo. so moderate your self to be so good
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