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"tyms" poems
shudnt talk to you .. coz u my opposite... coz u r moody... Coz u make me sad... coz u get angry at me all d tym... coz u total dog sumtyms .. coz u r d one who has kissed so many girls..... coz u dun trust neone.... coz u don't tellme how u feel at all.. Or jus mayb I shud talk to u? Coz Mayb opposites attract... Mayb coz u apologize with smileys that makes me smile ... . Mayb coz u cn make me smile even if u r d reason m sad... Mayb cz I get angry at u n u laugh at me.. Mayb cz I cn b a ***** at tyms too.. Mayb cz I want to kiss u.. Mayb cz I trust u.. Maybin d hope dat u will tellme how u feel .. Sumday !
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Jan 23, 2013
Jan 23, 2013 at 9:20 AM UTC
ILY
There are tyms when nothing as real as pain; And than, She shielded herself again With strong silent invisble wall With same expressionless face, Doing all chores Performing daily duties And shut the door on her heart; For sometyms, forever.... "Y dnt u close it for eternity?"; "I have a hope And endless diminishing hope For i know there is nothing as real as pain And i am v scared!"
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Sep 20, 2017
Sep 20, 2017 at 5:34 AM UTC
Pain, as i know!
I come from a place that’s so so dark, I left long ago but it still lingers in my heart, So I carry it with me everywhere I go, A wicked little curse. A small piece of home, At tyms I feel like my minds not my own, Like the anger inside of me acts on its own, Constant reminders of a boy all alone. in a harsh cold world far far from home, I’m a stranger to most outcasted by all . How can ones faith in another be so so small? The feeling of love is alien indeed. But I still long for it like a fiend in need, Forget me nots I scribble in plenty, But the need to push people away always seem to Tempt me
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Jan 8, 2018
Jan 8, 2018 at 11:59 PM UTC
“UnTitled”
With a saddened grim on her face She opened her eyes from the last tiring night It was heavy in sleep, burdened dreams So many desires, leaping their last breath of faith! Many nights like last night, many dreams dark bright, And they have secured their place in this tiresome attire!! I see, my heart has many spaces For love of different sprouts Seeds of these different kinds have occupied the broken and , some closed doors And windows open and shut at different tyms! This heart, a swollen ****** heart Seeks through these half opened windows A bright sun, with rays shining like a golden armour! I have beseeched every part with the utmost love And now the plants have turned into strong doves, Enrooted deep in my blood! May be, after years of turmoil Few broken windows will be stolen And others repaired And the nights will be nomore enchroaching And my demons will not take last leap of faith And, Might be ill beleive the fact That LOVE DO EXIST!!
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Sep 12, 2017
Sep 12, 2017 at 3:09 PM UTC
Windows of my heart!