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Ben Jan 2014
Life is serene,
Packed with the calamity,tragedy and sorrowness.

Life is serene,
Painted along with blood,hatred and fury.

Life is serene,
Dwells in the delicate,brittle and fragile heart.

Life is serene,
Feeds on atrocities,supremacies and conspiracies.

Life is serene,
If human cares about serenity.
shashank karn Jul 2017
MY CRYING LIFE


What a sorrowful life that I own ,
what a trap of innocence in which i got caught,
this is my life in which i don't get anything except crying,
when i got happiness from my loved one, then some one came to make me like a crying dog,
everybody started neglecting me,
there were many people who didn't liked me, and there were also many people who always tried to beat me,
these were some effects of my innocence, that was the innocence that lead me to cry, someone was there who always praised me in my failure,
these were only the story of my childhood but the story continued,
in my contained innocence others blamed me for their black deeds,
someone thought me as a useless fellow, someone thought me as a hardworking guy, someone beated me by thinking me as a powerless one,
then i thought how fast i passed that period, in some of precious period of my life,
i found many people showing to love me,
but i again found some of my very near avoiding me and trying to insult me,
but when sorrowness came in my life then that period became like a year,
when my bad period passed then i found only some left period,
to get refreshment i thought to do some journey,
but to make me cry again someone came, that person always insulted me when saw me happy,
but in my still innocence i didn't did any thing,
that happiness became the worst period of my life,
i again cried a lot from my heart,
but in my still innocence i wasn't able to reveal my feeling,
someone cared me but someone insulted and neglected me,
but when i got a little knowledge than a question came in my mind,
"were they doing so because of less position of my father,
" or "were they doing so to only insult me,"
or "was that a racial discrimination, "
or "was that the thinking of my still innocence,"
thinking so again i cried and cried from my heart,
i always shared all my things with all,
but i don't know why they don't,
why don't the others understood me,
why even they don't try to make me happy, there was someone who gave me all small things to me,
but they were also that person who never tried to give me the things that i wanted from heart,
many people beated me,
but i never cried,
i cried a lot from my heart again,
but not of reason that people beated me,
i cried in my still innocence of questions, "that why they beated me,"
everybody teased my brain,
they always told me dull,
but non of them asked me why are you so,
in all suffering of my life i thought to die,
i wasn't able to collect courage to die,
and again my mind questioned,
"was that the effect of my still innocence,"
and the result was that happiness was only a vision for me,
this is the way in which some starting years of my life passed,
then i thought how will my remaining life passed.
jermina Mashego May 2010
My heart is united yet broken
pieces of memories are scattered in my eyes
while i zag to see them.
Was told to heal but im feeling
Was told to talk but im walking
Yet yes im pailing, invisible and quiet.

COULD YOU BE THE CAUSE OF ALL THIS?

I change colours while coughing moods
knowing that it kills me deep within.
I dont wana loose jermy but you erase my directions
like im here but invisible in the river of sorrowness

COULD YOU BE THE CAUSE OF ALL THIS?

Make me dazzle with my inner self
in finding myself
For i am mimming my lost smile.
Dear me myself and i
please make me smile.

COULD YOU BE THE CAUSE OF ALL THIS?
Zeya Khan May 2018
Each night
When I try to sleep,
My sins haunts me like hell
And I wish that I could go back
And fix everything that I did,
I'll fix the heart I broke
I'll heal every wound that I gave,
I feel like as if
The ship of my life is
Sinking in the ocean of blood tears
Of deep sorrowness and depression!
But not every action can be reversed.
I still want to apologize for what I did,
But there isn't apology for every sin!
Maybe its my punishment to live with the curse of breaking someone's trust
For forever!

So,  think think twice before
You take an action because
What goes around comes around!
Deserie Indigo Jul 2016
Come to me, my sweet melody,
For we belong in a universe of chaos.
Come to me, my shining sun,
For we shall dance in eternal misery.

How the softness of our hearts,
Have melted into the fire of frustration.
Come to me in my dreams,
For we need to meet again.
For We haven't formally met,
Let me introduce you to my dark demons.

Oh how I long to be held in your arms,
How I wish you could love me,
Over and over,
Like an endless circle raging around the stars.

Call me from dusk to dawn,
Lie with me beneath the moon.
Warm my head with your ponderous thoughts.
Oh how I wish we could spend forever in each others arms.

But sooner or later,
Forever would become sour sorrowness.
And I know that once we meet,
Our flames of passion
Would turn into flames of misery.

So come to me, my shining sun,
We shall make the worlds greatest melodies.
Let us sing our hearts out,
Until we have none left to bare.
Aman Aug 2019
When we used to walk.....
Together....
When we used to talk....
Together.....
Those were the good days.....
By all ways....
Things were so beautiful....
There was nothing painful.....
So much was happening......
But I never thought.....
That one day....
I will look back to this....
And say.....
Hey...
Is it good to miss someone....
Is it good to remember someone.....
Making someone precious....
Others going jealous....
Don't worry...
Those good old days....
Are safe in my memory.....
Bounded by happiness....
And there is absolutely.....
No grief....
Or Sorrowness......
Remembering someone
IncholPoem Jan 2019
Our  romance   of
sorrowness  never
touch  the
barrier  reef
under  the  sea.


The  blood  flood
will   start  to  flow
from  our  body.




Our  romance  of
4  eyes
never  touch  the
flood  plan  in where
water  is  king
not  the
real  land.



The  tear-flood  will
again  will  blow
like  border less  wind.
S Kumar Feb 2020
Nothing secrecy in smiling
Nothing hiding from others
No feeling of treacherous
Not desire to destroy others
We can see in child smiling!
Fantastic and sacred feeling
Touching our mind and soothe
Providing internal mirth
Forget every  sorrowness
So nice and ecstatic moment!

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