Tag: #feelings

poetry

The Sounds Of Silence Speak Again

The Sounds Of Silence Speak Again Deafening Reckoning Confusing Heartbreaking The sounds of silence Has weird ways Of making itself heard. A few tears Pain; that is Impossible to explain Ego; An unyielding foe Skates across reality and Sounds of silence speak again. Fears mock me when I’m scared Rhythmic sound …
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On The Other Side Of Love

On The Other Side Of Love On The Other Side Of Love Your cruel words Or a siren song Reverberate Through my thoughts Oft repeating a question To self, I wonder Was it your love? About which I’ve been so wrong. Countless half-hearted Promises and vows And lies that Over …
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I Shall Be Waiting For You

Waiting For You Since the day you’ve gone There is a slump in our lives Your belongings that used to be strewn around the room Are now all relaxing; stacked neatly in the cupboard Your table sits abandoned; gathering dust Once cluttered and dirty, It now sits cleanly at one …
poetry

A Legend: Amitabh Bachchan

Can you define a legend? Well, I can… He is none other than my favourite Amitabh Bachchan… Same as everyone in the universe, And yet so different, Even the existence is so meaningful Having the power to rebuilt From scratch; from pain Was a LEGEND Reborn again, Pushing limits Carving …
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Carve My Name Upon Your Heart

Losing myself amongst the stars Camouflaging my feelings Desperately holding onto my dreams Infatuations and crushes I’ve been through it all Unexpected bouquets of flowers, And meaningful embraces Is what I long for now So, carve my name upon your heart And hold my insecurities securely Till they reach an …
poetry

Error 404

Still searching for the restart Button of life and download Links for happiness? Delete the sorrows, Log off from unpleasant People and Ctrl-s your perfect moments In your memories Update your operating system, Instead of logging off… Disconnect your guilt If you encounter Error 404 Not found The file you …
poetry

Do The Creeps Deserve To Be Loved?

As thoughts burn in my head. I wonder what are creeps made up of… An unnerving pervert whose Selfish rants ramble on. A scourge of all dreams; Who flourishes from our pain. A soul whose ugliness builds within The walls of his bleeding heart. Owner of roving eyes And ambiguous stares. …

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