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If only I could forget
all the things that have hurt me
erase from my mind
the harsh words spoken —
the ones that made my heart bleed.

They linger on,
repeating in my mind,
hurting over and over again,
never letting peace settle in.

Nothing I do makes life easier
everything feels lost
In the darkness
light fades away.
Poetry has given me the voice

to say it to the world —

"I am a living being too,

treat me well."
There never was any love,  
only your imagination
that created it.

You built walls of suspicion,
turned friend into foe,
for a love that never was.

Your own doubts
have made your heart fragile,
turned you bitter.
A broken heart is–

a poet's greatest treasure.
Priceless is the air we breathe,
priceless is water.

Priceless are the drops of rain
that fill up all the oceans.

Priceless is the Moon and priceless is the Sun.
Priceless is your love for me—
so pure and true.

Priceless is the cool breeze
on a sunny day.

Priceless is a river
flowing through a barren landscape.

And priceless is your smile to me.
Love me always, like only you can—

You're the sole custodian of my heart,
keep it safe till the end of time.
A chapter of life has ended

but the book of life is not yet complete

it's time to open a new chapter

and see what it unfolds...
If you must be gone
Then come to me
In almosts
Almost seen
Almost heard
Almost real

Enough
To make me hope
Bt never
Enough to stay.
Stand before your mirror.
Look yourself in the eye.
Don’t blink.
Don’t flinch.

Ask the question
you fear the most.

If you dare to listen,
truth won’t lie.
Some truths don’t come from others — they come when you finally stop lying to yourself. This is not an accusation. It’s a mirror.
Life has turned gloomy now.

Poetry is my only light.

I share it with the world.
Dark clouds come and go,
but the sun always stays.

Yet every dark cloud manages
to leave behind a scar–

one that even the blazing sun
can neither erase nor hide.
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