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It’s easy

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It’s easy to float dead,
in a pool of mistakes,
to float till the bottom,
to be choked by,
filth of one actions,
than to,
to swim to the brim,
wash the mistakes,
with water of repentance,
this mucky pool,
that has drown you so long,
in a suffocating trip to the bottom,
to come out,
is not easy,
but it’s worth it.

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Death, Freehand Writing, Imagine, Life, Love, Poetry, Prose

He would be back

broken frame,
glass on the floor,
a letter unopened,
tears echoed,
for someone,
who said he would be back,
to read the night stories,
to play the games,
to take all camp side,
one sunny day,
But that day he became,
part of earth,
with clouds of tears,
thunders of disgust,
they all ask how it happened,
she now says proudly,
killed in action.

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Darkness

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I have seen the bright,
I have seen the glories,
they all tell me a lovely story,
how easy it is to see the light
even in the darkest times,
but not the darkness even in the brightest,
enough of your love,
I had till now,
show me your darkness,
show me your wounds,
show me the pain,
show me the worry,
I will kiss them away without any hurry.
and tell you something again and again,
that  your darkness in heart will never go in vain.

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Voice Seeking Heaven.

Euthanasia or Mercy Killing is a highly debated issue,with people willing to die because they can't bear the excruciating sad life with no hopes left for better tomorrow.

Between the battles of life,
and triumphs of battles,
layed a voice so idle,
with no strength left,
no hopes for a miracle,
eyes wander as far as it can,
with bafflement unbearable,
armchair carries the body,
but soul refuses to stay,
in the confinement,
that is at rest since ages,
the purpose has been lost ,
and the hope is decaying,
it seems the bird flew close to the sun,
and got a great burning,

everyday the eyes try to see the stars,
wants to find the faults,
that made all stop,
eyes still,
looks for the star,
that is the destined one,
where the soul would rest,
once free,
not all souls seek an early heaven,
not all want to be free soon,
it is the scars that one can’t live with,
that makes destiny rot into memories,
death is not a fear now,
but a friend embracing arms,
that would let voice seek heaven,
and questions unanswered.

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Poetry, Writings

There is a Place

heavenly-purple-clouds-sunset-beach-lavender-skyscape-eszrathere is a place ,
near the stars,
where memories hide,
to shower over you,

there is a place,
near the sea,
where happiness surfs,
to make you wet with joy,

there is a place,
near the mountains,
where loneliness ends,
to make you soar for someone,

 there is a place,
near the fields,
where the tears stop,
to let the smile glow,

there is a place,
near the heart,
that tells me to live,
to search for places.

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Oblivion

There are times when we fail to hear to our heart, We lead the obvious easy way. This slips us to a state of oblivion. An Oblivion of not knowing onself, which is rarest of terrors one has to face.

of places where the heart hasn’t travelled,
of places where it feels wanderlust,
there are places that are still unknown to you,
because you did not know yourself as such,

of things which the heart wanted to do,
of things which it called passion,
some lie in the dust now,
because you lead the heart to such aberration,

of people whom the heart loved,
of people without it coudn’t beat,
they all flew away somewhere away,
because of the promises you coudn’t keep.

of times have come,of times have gone,
weather dosen’t changes all of a sudden,
always remember to peek into your heart,
before falling to oblivion.

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It’s not hard to..

It is not hard to be happy,
but it is hard to remain one,
seeing all the things that shatter your heart,
and to pretend you care for none,

It is not hard to travel,
but it is hard to travel forever,
because seeing nature is stupefaction ,
and man is afraid to never come back ever,

It is not hard to be alone,
but it is hard to remain alone forever,
because sometimes people come to change your life,
and you never remain same ever,

It is not hard to forget,
but it is hard to forget completely,
of the beautiful memories you had,
they do not become stars easily,

It is not hard to say goodbye,
it is hard to say goodbye forever,
because the eye crave for a vision,
and  heart has not control whatsoever ,

It is not hard to write,
but it is hard to write with heart,
Because you start bleeding yourself,
that succumbs you in minutes of start.

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