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  • sulu80 8w

    Deep dive into my self
    I searched what is unique!
    My heart leapt like a lamb
    Yes "innocence" that's it
    I am happy to call myself
    An innocent lady with sweet heart
    Helping who are needy
    Always worrying what happens next
    Believing in supreme power
    Leading a balanced life.

    I am a lover of fairy tales
    That takes me to my childhood
    My grandma's farm house
    Surrounded by trees and pond within
    Forgetting all the worries
    As if living in a fairy land
    Spending hours in pond swimming
    Grandma's stories putting me to sleep
    Visualising the giants, fairies in mind
    Living till now with nostalgic memories.

    Calling myself a nature lover
    I enjoy the beauty
    Specially the blooming Rose
    Like how "Beauty" loved white rose
    The glorious moonlite night takes me
    To "Hansel and Gretal" Story
    Moonlite showed way to innocent children
    I float in flight of fantasy
    Butterfly fluttering around the garden
    Treasures of heart .

    Want only good things to happen
    Where there should be no wolves
    I am always punctual
    I never bottle up emotions
    I also paint in canvas to make myself happy
    I am soft and I cry soon
    I become upset when I get cheated
    I am loved by everyone
    I have few friends who boost me up
    Desire to be living happily ever after...


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    Treasures from Self

    Deep dive into my self
    I searched what is unique!
    My heart leapt like a lamb
    Yes "innocence" that's it
    I am happy to call myself
    An innocent lady with sweet heart
    Helping who are needy
    Always worrying what happens next
    Believing in supreme power
    Leading a balanced life.

    I am a lover of fairy tales
    That takes me to my childhood
    My grandma's farm house

  • devilfish 9w

    The Moonlight

    I want my skin to synthesize
    All of fhese concepts I can't analyze
    Words cannot conceptualize
    These embryonic thoughts
    Internalized incubating in my mind
    Into questions only answered by moonlight mysterious collection of memories seen through your eyes
    Unsung until tonight

    ©devilfish

  • devilfish 14w

    Need

    I stopped needing more than the needed person needed me
    I have my own mouth to feed
    An ego to please
    Now the only time I love myself
    Is when the people I loved stopped loving me
    The one’s that didn’t leave
    I left because I couldn’t sleep
    Knowing any part of their life was darker because I didn’t leave
    And now my ugly storm of chaos and life has struck the Earth like a contagious disease
    After maturing and learning I know the only way I’m going to love me is if I take the time alone to know myself
    Comfortably
    How painful it was, writhing uncomfortably and my anxiety causing me to confuse myself as everyone watched as if I were a car crash you struck a match and watched me burn as you stepped out of the way and watched blankly as I watch you turn your back
    You just left me in the aftermath
    ©devilfish

  • devilfish 18w

    First Pillar

    Something crept inside inside itelf
    The weak veins of the interior
    When one lacks control
    It's reflected by the exterior
    In the mirror where If you stare into it
    Where it's eerily familiar
    Until every interaction
    Cross pollinated with toxic seeds of trauma
    To birth from the void after every trauma
    A solid sane
    Person starts to wane
    Even plane of a land leveled by trauma
    Thinking of mama
    Where even could be met with her
    If she wasn't taken


    Trauma

    Our first pillar of strength is ourselves
    Our skin that demands light like leaves
    But frails and wilts in the sun

  • devilfish 20w

    I Will Already Know Before It Happens

    The same snacking of the nightmare
    On it's same prey snapping bones
    From where?

    The question hangs silently swinging like a pendulum in the air


    I cannot tell where I have not been answer
    The defensive dancer


    This is how I act in the manner a Cancer
    The prancer never plants foot on a tightrope
    Of prayers prayers
    I make layers
    I make my own choices and I'm nothing
    Without the moon and ocean
    How their voices answer the question of my motion moving me further up the sustaining devotion
    now then and later

    I see through intentions like piercing arrow

    All I know is I feel violated
    I shake so uncomfortably
    I'm uncomfortably aware
    My rib cage flares like flames
    My name falls like ashes from the air
    From my body falling in the air
    I exhale
    I'm aware
    My third eye is not blinded by smug glares
    And sticking your nosup in the air
    As if you decided what was fair?
    Hate doesn't care
    You seen my pain
    You didn't care
    You hate me...there?
    The truth could be your angel
    But you took the thought and you played it
    To yourself in box
    I inhale
    I balance scales
    I can make change
    Make the copper penny a scapegoat
    When is drains away my drench
    "Why is the Make America Great Again"
    Printed on his dad's scope
    And his trenchcoat
    Hello here is the footprint
    The infants they cannot say the words to tell you that they need us
    We were them
    Don't just love them
    Learn them
    Teach all of your wisdom to them
    And demonstrate
    Illustrate gardens of passion
    And your mind
    How to purge it
    With patriotic resistance
    Melody kept a key for a gram of
    Coca
    Bella
    La flaquita
    La niña
    In the bathroom
    Crying in the mirror
    Why do pictures make her love forget her worth
    As if one girl was to feel inferior
    As if you could use a human being as a cathedral to purge your perverse sins
    Diamonds and Violence seated
    Their dressed fitted thin
    Just like their skin
    Their never going to win
    Why do you hate yourself
    "Please karma..."
    "Kill him"
    I can breathe still
    I can hear scream
    Heave wheeze and a shriek so shrill
    Blood curling that the leaves grew still
    She hates her skin she loathes her looks
    She'd kill to look anything like a bottle full of pills
    Blood spilled
    I guess 'The World Elite"
    Are okay when the sleep while we dry heaves
    Wheeze on the sidewalk where you left us on the street
    Feel them bleed
    They die by your dirty green monster teeth
    Greed because they believe that poverty
    Will not be the hand that took their mother
    And brother
    Just like you and me
    Friends of family
    I'm tired of the wire taps
    I rip shreds of wires
    I did the deathbeds of the evil that doesn't need to make flesh bleed to ensure their survival evolved if it's not vital
    Then go ahead and go with the denial
    These "X-files" of records compiled
    Is serious but I'm delirious
    I can feel the wind before it blows
    There it goes a current of a torrent of waves of the water
    I feel it
    Layers
    I peel it
    Instill it
    Paint words on the canvas
    I will it to be this
    I put hurt
    Work until it hurts so hard because I try so hard
    It hurt when it doesn't work
    Should've listen
    But you didn't wanna listen
    Want to glisten tell the truth
    When it comes to love don't rush
    Hope can't be crushed if we use our legs
    As stilts or our threads into flowers that don't
    Wilt
    Let our properties that bloom
    Paint the room when we make it move
    Make your conviction shake the hate out of a room
    With your symphonic hydroponic gardens
    Of iridescent hues
    You got confused
    And let the wrong people through
    But that's nothing that a needle can stitch
    You're equally
    Your life is beats the same tune
    Do not let then snuff your voice box
    Consume your spot
    Just shed a light
    If it is not what you wouldn't want if you were a mother to a child
    You have to fight the aisle
    Where demons are working with quick hands
    If you must transform by the moonlight
    Then fight for your life with the mother's knife
    She emits life but defends it with all of the rage that could ignite it churns the knife
    Feral and wild
    Simmering like slithering thick smoke
    Daring the appearance of the next arrival
    So her rage can make her baby's torment
    Her moonbeams are mad with maternal wrath
    In urgent fervency she cut off the scalp with her nails coffin shaped with a lipstick that her nails match
    Bring selfishness back
    You don't have to stand in line
    Fearing people online



    Instead of an emotional insect


    Because society has created an unacceptable
    In every loving godly wisdom
    Show the light emitting from the innocent
    It will cover red footprints
    n the trenchcoat of the white
    What is weak will grow weaker
    Before you know it the grim reaper will nearer
    They have wings and rotted out interiors
    Their violence feels familiar
    The thought makes me feel inferior
    In the way there's no reason
    Void of all the thought
    I feel my absence rip the cost
    As it never happened without the cause
    As well as the effect
    Let me signal the applause
    The dramatic effect
    Let me creep into your thoughts
    Let me see that they collect
    I want hear you demonstrate
    Want you to detect siren's
    Where the thought crossed with the
    Red gate
    I've seen caught as they ensnared themselves
    ©devilfish

  • devilfish 21w

    Secrets

    They don't have to creep and crawl the same
    Way other memories do
    They can give you power
    But only the power you give yourself
    The darkened roads you follow through
    And through
    Just tie your shoe
    And remind yourself that I could only be me
    If I try to relate to you
    And the secret is I love you too
    I love you too
    ©devilfish

  • devilfish 22w

    Crush

    Illusion
    Is a door
    Where behind it
    Are the only ones who have power
    Inside it ears to floor
    Because there's more to movement

    Silence the vibration
    Pulsed through the ether
    Made me into a believer
    And I pushed my way here
    Without any leader

    Not indifferent to others
    Illusion is illusory
    Like a mother
    That seems to make a gesture from love
    But then grabs a pillow and chokes
    (Life)(Love)
    (Us)
    The child
    As it lay smothered
    We become weary of another but
    To lay in blame and call it by a different name
    Claim it's essence to your love
    Won't reclaim your pride you thought
    You had
    What you had
    Was shame
    Before you attempt to integrate false concepts
    That don't relate
    If you want to deflate
    Start with being brave
    And yes,
    People will try to get you to explain
    But their intentions
    Demonstrate the significance that
    Are screaming louder than their name

    What motivates me
    Doesn't indicate my innate human
    Nature
    Because I want to reach your mind
    And bring you water

    Plunge into silky red sheets
    Feel the same way my heart beats
    I write and I find
    Myself wanting to relate to you
    As for me I wish to peer into your eyes
    Peering into mine
    A leafy brown of autumn
    And the shine of summer
    Cross-pollinate like a Clementine tree
    But just as savory as a Monreal Clementine
    We are able to contemplate is a line
    That divides our ability to indentify
    Between you and I
    Is through our empathetic grace
    A weakness that takes beauty
    And strength
    It must emerge in your veins
    It's waters must rain
    Let them not run dirty polluted
    By hate
    And suicidal bribe
    Or pay the price must you rage
    Like the water trickling down the side
    Of a street
    Under your feet
    A wet carpet but underneath your feet
    Pulses stories that birth into the breath
    That we breathe

    If you are
    Then you
    You must be
    Yourself is what you are
    Myself is referring to me
    The difference is that
    The difference is irrelevant
    Emotion blotched as Logic is looming
    Much too self assuming as its prevelant
    And our assumption are self-evident
    But that evidence is not relevant

    Planting seeds of sentiment
    In the garden of articulated elegance
    Strewn about in the wet sediment
    Blooming with love
    I can't feel love with my intelligence
    But I don't want to pretty
    I want you to know I'm not above you

    But what we feel when we are alive
    Is that love and I don't know who you are
    And I don't need to tell you why
    But my heart aches when I think of you
    I want your tired eyes to never tired of
    Being kind
    We're going to be alright
    You and I


    I try to get to you and the wind pushes me further
    The moon is a nuturer
    It's shining with our secrets
    When we sleep
    But some of us didn't get the warmth we need
    Our mouths questioned our safety
    I'm sorry you had to know war
    Where you are afraid and there's no one
    To tend to the wounds of a soldier
    Of great bravery
    Sensitivity in your expression
    Your creativity
    Your will of a thousand determined trees
    That won't be bothered by the strongest of gales
    The branches of your courage
    Will not be burdened by their hubris

    I'm not going to be an artist without recognizing pain
    It's in my nature to relate

    I know the light is shining during day
    But don't be frightened by the night
    We are enlightened through our ability
    To understand in the way we relate
    The way that we do and don't
    The unexamined
    The unexplained
    The inconceivable
    Let your worries fall with the rain
    And illustrate your rainbow of purity
    And your expression in your irrepressible
    Inspection into the skies of starry nights
    And the dark milky Moody cosmic starlight
    Flesh
    Mesh
    Like vertebrae
    Aligned
    Like our spines
    Intertwined
    L
    I
    K
    E


    Vines

    There's hope

    Your eyes reflect your love

    Your love is not seasoned

    Let our picture albums unfold

    Right now will never fold

    It's your destiny card

    You hold


    To evolve

    We must seek to solve

    The facade of smoke

    Reinvent the meaning

    Of a "God"

    Unfold
    ©devilfish

  • devilfish 30w

    Moon

    Moon High Melting It's Milky Light Into Night
    The street lights dance with my movement

    Necromancer as I prance congruent with my

     shadow

    Ego shining through my skin after swallowing it's

    Pride in every stride I scan my land with piercing 

    Eyes two that are for looking and one for me to

     see crystal clarity that I maintain 3 in perfectly

    Placed positions in my soul



    Blood 



    And every drop of it until all I have left is my contorted body



    My corpse bitten by my lack of remorse



    Can eat away at me most viciously



    That still wouldn't not stop me 



    I refrain from feeling sorry



    Stay far from me I'm a bomb of empathy 



    Pulsating with it's essence 



    It's presence and it's immensity



    Truth is a weight I can carry 



    Increasing in mass 



    In density 



    Condensing so pleasant 



    Like sugar cane in cake 



    A recipe and an increase of my 



    Power it's so overwhelming I shake



    But I'm built to filter the feeding of hate



    I'll scrape the scraps onto their plate no need



     to contemplate I cannot lose my stoic cape



    I don't share fate that's done 



    I can't place my empathy outside of me 



    I have places to see 



    Family that would miss me



     I'm one of three 



    I seen in every eye



    I see death lick at flesh with a flirtatious flicker 



    Licking at their skin 



    Their screams like tree bark grow thicker their 



    Ungodly grin that reeked of sin



    Before you wish for sunny days 



    Remind yourself of the desert 



    And it's animalistic rage that can only be self



     contained
    ©devilfish

  • anthonymusto 30w

    Supernova

    Moon High Melting It's Milky Light Into Night
    The street lights dance with my movement

    Necromancer as I prance congruent with my

     shadow

    Ego shining through my skin after swallowing it's

    Pride in every stride I scan my land with piercing 

    Eyes two that are for looking and one for me to

     see crystal clarity that I maintain 3 in perfectly

    Placed positions in my soul



    Blood 



    And every drop of it until all I have left is my contorted body



    My corpse bitten by my lack of remorse



    Can eat away at me most viciously



    That still wouldn't not stop me 



    I refrain from feeling sorry



    Stay far from me I'm a bomb of empathy 



    Pulsating with it's essence 



    It's presence and it's immensity



    Truth is a weight I can carry 



    Increasing in mass 



    In density 



    Condensing so pleasant 



    Like sugar cane in cake 



    A recipe and an increase of my 



    Power it's so overwhelming I shake



    But I'm built to filter the feeding of hate



    I'll scrape the scraps onto their plate no need



     to contemplate I cannot lose my stoic cape



    I don't share fate that's done 



    I can't place my empathy outside of me 



    I have places to see 



    Family that would miss me



     I'm one of three 



    I seen in every eye



    I see death lick at flesh with a flirtatious flicker 



    Licking at their skin 



    Their screams like tree bark grow thicker their 



    Ungodly grin that reeked of sin



    Before you wish for sunny days 



    Remind yourself of the desert 



    And it's animalistic rage that can only be self



     contained
    ©anthonymusto

  • ahanaroy 30w

    Think again
    Is it really love or the concept of love that you are falling for

    ©ahanaroy

  • pallavi4 31w

    Supernova

    A supernova is the biggest explosion that humans have ever seen. Each blast is the extremely bright, super-powerful explosion of a star. One type of supernova is caused by the “last hurrah” of a dying massive star.

    Are you surprised that I’m about to die ?
    Are you still going to keep telling me lies ?
    I feel an internal burning sensation
    A torrid, suffocating agitation
    Although my dying breaths are ragged
    I’m on the precipice of a future jagged
    The energy inside me is slowly collecting
    Into a massive ball now interjecting
    I feel my disappointments and dejections
    Become faint in the light of your false affections
    A tremendous load of suffering and affliction
    My once strong convictions are now cold constrictions
    Forcing the air out of my lungs
    I’m about to perish so very young
    And then I burst into a million pieces
    The explosion a massive pain releases
    My insides now coat the cosmos wide
    But I’m finally free of your sneers and snides
    The rage inside me gradually decreases
    Massive waves of energy from me increases
    Pain that like icicles still pierce my heart
    Forcing me fade and depart
    Swallowing great amounts of my pride
    Your unfaithful love had not helped me survive
    I now exist without really existing
    Any form of life now resisting
    And into the depths of despair I disappear
    Never again to resurface here
    And into a black hole I deeply plunge
    Finally free and forever expunged

    @pallavi4

    18th of March, 2021

    Pic credit: Pinterest, picture credited to its rightful owner- “Supernova Explosion”

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  • rahulkashyap123 32w

    ❝ आप भगवान को तब तक नहीं जान सकते, जब तक के आप खुदको ना जान जाओ । तब तक भगवान सिर्फ concept रहेगा आपके mind में ; एक idea रहेगा । तब तक सिर्फ एक thought है भगवान । तो अगर पूजा करोगे भी तो अपने ही एक thought की पूजा करोगे ❞ ..
    ©rahulkashyap123

  • theshatteredpiecess 33w

    No regrets

    It's strange how our unconscious guides us,
    Because deep down we all are it.
    Aren't we?
    The results of our actions,
    Things we did at our worst,
    Until the realisations struck us.
    And we somehow crawl out way
    back to the explanations.
    Deep in those restless nights,
    When we just try not to cry out.
    Cry out so loud that it breaks us.
    We're embedded in moments,
    that still haunt us.
    Blaming ourselves for every person we've lost,
    Every race we couldn't end or
    Someone else's words that hurt us.
    There's a lot of things we won't ever understand,
    Until we zone out to those sleepless nights.
    Live with no regrets they say,
    Ironic they don't understand you can't live,
    Unless you've come to accept each one of them.
    Regret is like the monster under our beds,
    They stay until we don't take the courage to peek.
    And the moment you do, it doesn't exist.
    Some people are buried really old,
    But they die young.
    Because they never get the courage to confront their own self.
    Our alter ego, our darkest corners.
    We're just afraid of people we think
    we're becoming.
    But one day, people like you and me,
    Open our wings and take a leap of faith.
    The leap to live,
    Even though it's a rough road.
    We gather the courage to live with
    NO REGRETS.
    Because if we won't, we'll just be some people who died young, but were buried later.
    ©theshatteredpiecess

  • sassmyass1 37w

    Warped Reality

    Time has become a phenomenon...a failed experiment if I may so boldly say...

    It's failed to pass at a specific pace; to the extent that it's become so hard to covey...

    A day will run on by...just for the next to crawl like a child,

    Still stuck with tics and tocs throughout this life...

    I'm really failing to understand when we'll move on past the need for clocks, that utter a none existent plot...

  • zarshaq 48w

    A Contract

    They had a pretty little document
    Regarding an investment plan
    With eye-catching deals
    Where in they comitted each other some pennies
    Pennies of love, trust, respect
    They sealed it with sweet gestures of holding hands, stolen kisses and bear hugs
    Stamped with their heart prints
    And signed it with promising signatures
    Not to break this plan in any circumstances
    The contract surged with blissful yeilds
    Both parties gained appealing profits
    And then..
    One fateful day recession dawned
    The wager that they held was broken
    Committed pennies were lost
    That seal chipped off
    Those stamp prints faded away
    To add to it
    One of their signature was forged
    And the other one had to bear the loss
    Series of defeat with impoverishment prevailed
    Hence the contract plan was violated.
    ©zarshaq

    #random #concept

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    A Contract

    A pretty little document
    Pennies of love, trust, respect
    Sealed with hand holding, stolen kisses and bear hugs
    Stamped with heart prints
    And signed with promising signatures
    ©zarshaq

  • peedeedeshpande 62w

    मराठी शाळा

    इंग्रजी भाषेतून शालेय शिक्षण घेऊन पुढील आयुष्यात उच्च प्रगतीची आशा आपल्या मुलाकडून बाळगणे हे अजून गाडी नीट न शिकलेल्या ड्रायव्हरने लांब पल्ला कमीत कमी वेळेत आणि अपघात न करता पूर्ण करावा अशी अपेक्षा ठेवण्यासारखे आहे. लहान वयात संकल्पना आणि संबोध मातृभाषेतून अधिक चांगले समजून येतात.

    ©peedeedeshpande

  • sugandhswani_ 70w

    That One Hour...

    There worked the hourglass,
    One grain at a time,
    But time didn’t seem to pass,
    As she stayed for a sign,
    That one hour felt like a year,
    While she waited by the door,
    In anger, pain, and fear,
    For her departed paramour.

    There worked the hourglass,
    One grain at a time,
    But time slipped counting stars,
    While the wind whispered through the chime,
    That one hour felt like a second,
    As he held her hand there,
    Weaving dreams with imagination fecund,
    For such moments were rare.

    There worked the hourglass,
    One grain at a time,
    And the time ticked as the kids lay on grass,
    While they enjoyed their ice cones with lime.
    That one hour felt like what? An hour!
    Sitting and laughing, and joking around,
    Not thinking of the past or the future,
    Just listening to crickets making their sound.

    Such is the beauty of the concept of time,
    It could mean different to different people.
    THAT ONE HOUR could be still or slip or run by fine,
    In the moments happy, or mundane or dull!

    15th June 2020
    ©sugandhswani_

  • grotesque 79w

    Mujhe laga tha ke log toot ke pyaar karte hai.
    Aaj pata chala ke log tukdo mein pyaar karte hai!

    ©grotesque

  • the_passionate_writer 87w

    The basic concept of life is to chase your dreams and attain peace and the misconception is that we are here to create bonds. Bonds are like fellow passengers they are not their that you can confine on them for rest of your life

    ©the_passionate_writer

  • ocram_polo 89w

    Better

    Still and Meaningless,


    Nonetheless, Never better
    ©ocram_polo