Missing Almighty

An extreme emptiness A soul so wrecked Belief broken And the hope that stays dead.   Countless tears Mixed emotions Trust issues and The flesh’s deadlocked motions.   Empty and corrupt dictionary Hate against love Constant beat down and The world’s fucking shove.   Streets so scary Bloody and messy Criminals running free And the … Continue reading

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Love 2

Sometimes I ponder about us You were always the cute one And I was always the stranger Then as the heart wonders Memories from past forces me to surrender   Tiny little glimpse of those amazing days Knocks at my heart I open the door and let the breeze pass And from far away when … Continue reading

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Last Drop Of Alcohol

Did you ever listen to me? Did you? He says There he sits on the ground just before its time, Stares on his face, he notices the blankness Where was the concern dad? He says   He counts the breath left Slowly extinguishing like a fading flame He closes his eyes Wake up!  Wake up! … Continue reading

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Imaginary Society

In an imaginary society I live, survive and breathe Yet the tear rolls down with unnoticed grief Hardly have I understood what the society is for Is it just to watch me burn or watch me bleed?   Where is the religion they taught me about? I did hear of several kind But what about … Continue reading

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FACE OF STRANGER : CHAPTER 2 – Old Soul Heart

I searched her throughout the terminal but there was no sign, as if she ever existed. Running through the crowd, I was so afraid and kept thinking of what could have happened to her until I bumped to an old woman trying to carry her luggage and we fell on the ground. “Sorry, I am … Continue reading

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When Heart Pops Out

Few Conversations pops your heart out and so here is the one that grabs my attention. Innocence and desperation plays hide and seek; love knocks on the door like never before. The eagerness to express holds me tight into the arms. 2:12 PM boy:  good night , sleep tight , sooner or later, you would … Continue reading

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The Girl with Pony-tail

Out of the window I watch, people, cars, trees and the shops; The wind fell fresh, it’s the first day, eyes scratches the new faces , the twisted faces of clay; Round and square and oval kind of shapes, the perplexing expressions and the scented taste. Time and time again it would stop, a new … Continue reading

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