#specific - Hello Poetry

Have you tried one thing? One thing More craving More intoxicating More addictive Than **** Than Cigarette Than adulterated drink It's no other than Love You may try it On your own risk

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Jan 6, 2021

Jan 6, 2021 at 12:01 AM UTC

mystic-ink-plus

Specific

Have you tried one thing? One thing More craving More intoxicating More addictive Than **** Than Cigarette Than adulterated drink It's no other than Love You may try it On your own risk

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How dark the world as night still approaches, I look at graves our morals we ghosted. Left infested infesting our spirits, digesting our light in decay its invested. Are we wicked? Or Bested? By the trickery of the world molested. A feathered pillow lie our heads we rested. Standing on the precipice of breeding pessimists born into a age of information yet still ignorant. Oppressively with kids needing therapist. To cope in a world of divided ugliness This where the drug reaches, grabs hold until you defeated beaten broken to pieces, Leaves Alone, lonesome no one knows loneliness as it knows you. This a lying truth obscured by the lies in truth with the untruth that it brings. Lies without wings, a melody of deceit. Thoughts butcherer till our ends we meet. This the sad reality, life our chauffeur while we strapped to the passenger seat. All we truly have, are our own beliefs and that beating vessel in our chest. A pulsating heartbeat

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Dec 1, 2020

Dec 1, 2020 at 3:41 PM UTC

faizel-farzee

Words of wisdom

How dark the world as night still approaches, I look at graves our morals we ghosted. Left infested infesting our spirits, digesting our light in decay its invested. Are we wicked? Or Bested? By the trickery of the world molested. A feathered pillow lie our heads we rested. Standing on the precipice of breeding pessimists born into a age of information yet still ignorant. Oppressively with kids needing therapist. To cope in a world of divided ugliness This where the drug reaches, grabs hold until you defeated beaten broken to pieces, Leaves Alone, lonesome no one knows loneliness as it knows you. This a lying truth obscured by the lies in truth with the untruth that it brings. Lies without wings, a melody of deceit. Thoughts butcherer till our ends we meet. This the sad reality, life our chauffeur while we strapped to the passenger seat. All we truly have, are our own beliefs and that beating vessel in our chest. A pulsating heartbeat

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Regardless of what is going on in the mind, irrespective of the fact with what you have got in your mind, does'nt matter what the present moment in time holds for you, there will be moments in life when life will come up with surprises. Surprises which will surprise you enough. Somethings in life start with something specific in mind By the time when they end, they end on a completely different note Strange are the ways of life. Strange is life, even uncertain at times, but then that's life and life continues.

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Feb 27, 2016

Feb 27, 2016 at 7:59 PM UTC

aniket-nikhade

Coincidences - An Illusion

Regardless of what is going on in the mind, irrespective of the fact with what you have got in your mind, does'nt matter what the present moment in time holds for you, there will be moments in life when life will come up with surprises. Surprises which will surprise you enough. Somethings in life start with something specific in mind By the time when they end, they end on a completely different note Strange are the ways of life. Strange is life, even uncertain at times, but then that's life and life continues.

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