Category: POEMS
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Saying No To My Griefs
Sometimes it’s better to sit down with your grief;And indulge at least for a brief,Just to understand your soulAnd what exactly it craves for. Is it love or greed?What is your true need? As when you say it’s love,Just be there when it’s your turn. Don’t take things or beings for granted.Thinking they will stay,…
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I Am What I Want To Be
It isn’t easy when you are flowing in different direction;As you might encounter people mocking at your actions,All they love to do is waiting for your reaction. It’s easy to give up at this stage;Rather than fighting and justifying your base,After all, who doesn’t want to be normal? There is this stereotype that we follow…
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Pursuit Of Happiness
People live in a world of forever,Nothing seems to draw their attention to ever.Ever did they realize the pain of dreams?They build for the so-called future. They have forgotten to live their life,As they run behind the greed of treasure.They don’t cherish anymore,As all they gather is the hate towards each other. They don’t have…
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Mighty Right
Have you ever wondered?The way your soul ponders.How it goes behind things,The one that it likes. Sometimes, you are caught between indeed;What it likes and what it dislikes.Sometimes it craves more,And sometimes it just ignores. Isn’t it strange to see it like this?But the best is yet to begin.It knows that it might hurt,Still, it’s…
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Regrets
Someone asked, “What are regrets?”“Excuse me!” is all I react. I am tired of running and hiding now,As it won’t stop until I let this out. They follow me,Everywhere I go,No matter the place or time that holds. They make me feel vulnerable,As if I have no right to be capable.They push me down and…
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The Air That I Breathe
What beautiful morning bliss! I stand spreading my wings. Thinking about what I miss, I find myself in bit guilt. Leaving your loved ones, Isn’t that easy? Especially when you think, They are the only ones For whom you should worry. But my dreams were big, So I need to fight for it People said…
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I Am a Free Will Bird
Morning sun rays peeping inside my window, playing hide and seek with my face. And here I am lying still on my bed. There is a smile on my face; as if my soul is happy to win this race. When I started, people hated that phase. They said, “How come a woman, be in…
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Me & My Stress!
Stress is a mess,A burden I confess.Created by my own hand,Now I struggle to withstand. Regret fills my heart,For this chaos I impart.It’s a pain in my ass,Stealing peace, calm, and class. I wither like a wilted lotus,Lost, confused, and hopeless.What’s the point of having it all,If it’s a game I loathe and stall? But…
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Mother’s Love
It is rightly said that a mother’s love is an enigma that has puzzled and inspired writers, poets, and artists for centuries. It is an invisible force that transcends time, space, and logic, shaping us into the individuals we become. From the moment we enter this world, our mothers become our first teachers, protectors, and…
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Hope : A ray of light
Hope is like a ray of light that shines even in the darkest of times. When everything around us seems to be falling apart and we’re lost in the shadows of despair, hope is the light that guides us through the darkness. When we face difficult times, it’s easy to feel overwhelmed and discouraged. We…
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