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A mere click of a button and you’re jumping for joy A long way we have travelled from pure chaste intentions but how outdated we still are Faded memories are what we once called the best of days Now the faster the earth orbits, the feeble our minds are now becoming What do we do?
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May 24, 2025
May 24, 2025 at 6:02 PM UTC
Curbing The Deterrent
My heart is crying loudly I am ignoring it unknowingly It has one million of words to say and scream Why is this so hard I am so disappointed. Looking for light And still not knowing what the point is. Everyone is going to die in the end. We all try to reach something special, my friend. And till we die there is no correct measurement To our life and it's success or our regret.
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Jan 23, 2025
Jan 23, 2025 at 8:59 PM UTC
My heart is crying loudly
The road to you is a treacherous one But you must carry on For this mirror must shatter And the image forgotten For you to see What was there all along In all the madness of life We hold on to what we know With sweet threads of memories, we sew Beautiful pictures we love and cherish But only if mirrors could lie The way pictures do We could go on pretending As if the soul is not a wanderer In search of its treasure trove In the dark silence of sleepless nights It knocks on doors unknown Looking for the one he knows not Yet the only one he knows The one that has a thousand forms Hope, desire, pain and love His dream, his truth, his true self Like a Sufi with a bleeding heart He follows her to deserts and ruins Coz all he wants is to know And the day she steps out of her veil It will shatter to pieces by itself For it's beauty the mirror won't hold And he will dance like a madman Naked through the valley of flames For the fire can't burn him anymore Coz he is burning more fervently inside There will be tears in your eyes Yet you will be smiling Floating weightlessly in your conscious Then close your eyes and drift away To the garden of thousand blooms Which once was the valley of fire And there you will meet your madman Drenched and dancing in sweet rain His bleeding heart is whole again Like it never knew any pain.
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Dec 2, 2017
Dec 2, 2017 at 10:36 PM UTC
Journey to You