Unexploited part of me was condemned Bucket list stayed to be columned Dreams untouched as I slept Tears rolled as I crept The horrors of past Or anticipation of future aghast Until a question in
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Why I ‘d choose Love
We have been influenced to be a meaner version of ourselves that we forget to give little of us as hope, love, and kindness. Yet the wretched soul complains, on how love is a manipulative
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Perks Of Being A Traveller
The world of infinity Sky of mystic beauty Earth holding the warmth Of hearts yielding the faith To have memorable nights And daybreak of divine lights Following the direction of love Listening to hums heavenly
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While I Am Here
It is a burden to be alive While the soul is denied to live Perhaps we think of tomorrow And dissolve ourselves in sorrow Grieving for causes of lil concern Forgetting to lit the
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Perception
We, humans, have our perception of everything. The world is filled with diverse opinions and to stand to each one’s expectations is rather impossible. Here is the tale of our day to day struggles to
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Sun to the Blind
Functionally, blindness is something which can totally blackout imagination. It must be the darkness that doesn’t let colors to blend in. To let a glimpse of the sun be familiar to a blind person may
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Fear of Truth
The truth about truth is, we fear from it. Living in the world of uncertainty, the words that spill to soothe our heart “It’s going to be okay” isn’t okay. Here is a tale of falsehood
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Hello 2.0.1.7
Leave the dusty memories behind Be the one who is loving and kind Hate around might have you in catch Keep that negativity in a latch Step forward, if you don't change The freedom could
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Around the TWELVE months
It was beginning of January She believed her life was perfect But no longer was it intact February brought friends who were fake Stronger as a person she was when awake Crooked exams in March
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Sphere of a young lad
The young lad busy poking nose Standing by a blooming rose Wondered why the adults were so fancy Despair wouldn’t leave them until they show they were wealthy The history books talked about first
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