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"rpan" poems
"Their lips tremble, Like the strings of his guitar, She is his melody for life now." ~rpan™
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Apr 12, 2015
Apr 12, 2015 at 6:56 AM UTC
Their Lips (Haiku)
Her finger smiled. As she got grip of him, Their palms hugged. Her fingertips kissed back of his hand tightly, It was the celebration for the ring finger without any ceremony... Her Fingers wished to touch the stars, As being with him, she was already on cloud 9. She painted her finger with a smile, A smile, happiness that he gave her…. Her life was like a card thrown out of deck, He came like an Ace in her life… To win her and her life. She was lost as she found him, As they hugged, She caressed her fingers on his back, They were hugging each other’s life... They were Two when they are apart… Now they are ONE… ~rpan™
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Apr 14, 2015
Apr 14, 2015 at 5:18 AM UTC
A Smiling Finger
“One day this pain will go, Let’s move on and not let it grow, You are special, you are brave, Not anyone’s slave, Don’t seek for revenge, Of course, your life will change, Don’t act too strange, because… One day this pain will go, Just Move On, and not let it grow.” ~rpan™
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Apr 12, 2015
Apr 12, 2015 at 6:28 AM UTC
Let's Move On From Our Pain
Looking at her photos on the internet captioned as "Finally an explorer" I also became An Internet Explorer. ©Rpan
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May 22, 2017
May 22, 2017 at 8:45 AM UTC
Internet Explorer
You had always mocked me. Your words even choked me. I didn't know what to make of it. You never showed mercy, for the sake of it. All I wanted to see you happy, see you smile.. But you.. Yes. You brought me here where happiness is far a mile.. Money was your only style... I cried and cried for nights to think.. Do I really want a career of paper and ink? I asked and asked for hours without a blink... I realized, it is true. This is what i want. These nights must stop their haunt. I held the pen in my hand and tears in the eyes, Now my fate will rise, You all will get, for I have a prize.. As I write this, I smile at the paper, My all sorrows evaporate like vapor.. I always think now, what would I become, If all the pain didn't come? What if you hadn't mocked me? What if your words hadn't choked me? ~rpan™
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Apr 12, 2015
Apr 12, 2015 at 2:16 AM UTC
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