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Castle on the Cloud

034 Agony is the description of my life, a word that's my everyday's companion. My sleeves are always wet, not because of the water nor rain, but of my overflowing tears. But I seldom dreamed of a castle on the clouds. There, I have someone to hug me when I'm afraid. There are foods to eat when my stomach's grumbling. There are blankets to warm me during the night. At the castle on the clouds, I was not hurt. I don't have bruises nor wounds. I don't have dirt nor molds. I don't have an empty sto

Carry Me On

A poem that conveys not only words but also the true scenes that happens behind every painful yet silent love story, Carry Me On is one of poems that speaks for a lover and declares a question in mind, why the hope? Read and enjoy. _drichthepoet

Hell’s Angel

I fell like tears on a rainy day Down to my doom and awakening Enlightened with feelings afresh and motives anew I have now evolved into self discovery Broken and reformed into a masterpiece One Pablo would be proud of It is in this new form that I dare to challenge all boundaries and conformity for I have met with the bulls eyes I’ll indulge you once or twice But where were you before my rebirth

Poetry

A home away from home.                        On a brilliant chariot Driven by Heavenly messengers, Stacked with divine rapture, quietly thumped on my lawn entryway Composition of Elysium presented individually Empyrean drifted Immaculate welkin came to meet me, toward the beginning of the day hours Calling out to me floundering and mishandling I inquired, "Is it my turn today"? With a heavenly quiet, HE gestured Bang of a windowpane birched against it I staggered, anguished I felt and with esca

World unity

In a world so vast, we all reside, Under the same sun and stars, side by side. With colors, cultures, and dreams so diverse, Together we weave this cosmic verse. Amidst the chaos, let love be our guide, A bridge to connect, to heal, and to confide.

Speak to me

Speak to me, my love, with words that flow Like a gentle stream, soft and slow Tell me of your hopes and dreams, Of all the things that make you gleam Speak to me, my love, and pour out your heart Let the words you say be a work of art Let them be a beacon of light, Guiding us through the darkest night So speak to me, my love, and let your voice be clear For it is the sound that I hold dear It is the sound that brings me peace, The sound that brings me to my knees Speak to me, my love, and let y

An Ode To The Soul.

A sweet poem that tells us what the soul reflects and how it functions.

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Kaif Saifi

Surrender.

Lights were out, she curled up in bed Against her will, her mind flooded with memories In the quiet night, she could hear her silent cries She shivered and her heart ached The sky was as black as soot, not a ray of sunlight Mixed feelings in an endless loop, like the figure of eight It took bravery to say goodbyes when feelings died. With the passing of time, she was pacified Time was all it took to mend the heart-or what was left of it Muscular yet fragile, like a poorly wired circuit So it was

Poetry

In the bloom of youth, dreams take flight, A canvas of hopes, painted so bright. Eager hearts, chasing the sun, Adventure whispers, beckoning each one. Dance of laughter, in the moonlit glow, Friendships forged, like rivers that flow. In the tapestry of time, their stories unfold, Boundless potential, a tale to be told. Rebels of passion, questioning the norms, Breaking through barriers, weathering storms. In the symphony of youth, a vibrant song, Echoes of courage, resilient and strong. Yet, fl

HEART OF MAN

The heart of man is sensational. The heart of man is emotional, it is magnificent. The heart of man is cruel. The heart of man is either fragile or desperately wicked. It signifies the nature of human cos man's attitude and characteristics is as a result of his heart. Every step he takes is from the thought he thinks, cos as a man thinks so he is. The condition of his heart is as a gives birth to what he vomits out of his mouth and exhibits. Should the heart be in a good condition, he pours or r

No. 2

No. 2 It's what i've always been I've walked behind a pair No one would even care I've sat alone in the back seat of a car Remained silent like a chargeless guitar I would try again and again but life became blue and grey No one even glances my way Life in the books; i envy it so much cause I've realized friendship like that is something out of my clutch Someone be willing to die? For me? I can barely call them when i need. So I idealize friendship of a book's script Hoping one day it will fill

God's Blessing

A gift of grace, a blessing divine From God's own hand, a love so kind A source of joy, a hope that's true A blessing from God, just for you A chance to start, a chance to grow A chance to learn, a chance to know A chance to live, a chance to thrive A chance to find, a chance to strive A chance to love, a chance to share A chance to give, a chance to care A chance to heal, a chance to mend A chance to find, a chance to blend A chance to trust, a chance to believe A chance to find, a chance to re

MY TRUE LOVE

MY TRUE LOVE To love is to lose To love is to pain and ache If not so tight, you get loose How I miss you pearl How I adore your lips on mine Locked together for pine That spines my chest I dream of us A dream to chase Occasionally I forget My roots of this passion That burns like coal But I never betray my person Sum up my wait, one plus two See through it, believe I Run into my arms, And sum up to three.

Dangling in mid-air

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The Lark

Herewith I is a dream In the beginning, fate denied All its kindness on a super lark Lessons came along the fight Identity sought in the wild call The lonely lark split to lift the might of its wings With wings spread high, it flew With the might of the older wings In search of who. The clouds darkened, lightning struck, Rained hot, oh! “Hold on” the older wings whispered Here we come, “keep high” Withered, the lark broke, “You are worthy” a whisper. Here she is, Thinking of all the days She cou

All Back

I’ll take it all back If it meant the rewind would fix all the cracks If it means love would stroll even deeper into our hearts And break apart the cages of lust. I’ll take it all back If spaces would close up And initiate those times we made kisses spark in the dark One on one,Eyes locked up to touch And heal the deepest parts Doubts sat to eat to play it’s dirty tracks I’ll take it all back, I’ll take it all back Even if for a minute just to dispatch Every moment of weakness that made us slack

A letter from the heart

A LETTER FROM THE HEART Dear Lover, To think just a few minutes ago, I didn't have the strength to write to you, but thinking about you makes me want to write..... Before we proceed, I want you to know that these are words I have always wanted to tell you..... Come closer, what I am about to say is private... Shhhh You know... I miss you so deeply that, every thought of you feels me with sweet emotions... You know... I love it when you call my name... oh, what I would give to hear you whisper it

Is That a Giant Still Wearing a Pant?

IS THAT A GIANT STILL WEARING A PANT? Indeed there was a country Now a cynical kind of Eden And in this Eden things fall apart Ties ripping apart Blamed on devil's tit for tat. Wait o, is that a giant still wearing a pant?! A grand neither where it was nor where it should be? With rivers where fishes drown or even die of thirst? Where the abnormal is normal and the normal, abnormal? Where the most expensive is cheap and the cheapest, costly? The beautiful is ugly and the ugly is beautiful? Is th