Teardrops In The Rain

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Heart sinks deep into void, hope has lost its hold;
After living in phantasm, smiling till the doom that struck;
I used to spend the bright day, thinking about nothing but a bright day;
Never realized the doom, continuously pawing at my walls;
I used to drink cups and gourds, and merry all day;
I never sourced for more, till the stocks at home became sour;
The doom crawled slowly in, in with darkening clouds;
It brought its handmaiden, 'Seethe', towing the lightening bolt along;
They invaded mine in their numbers, tearing down its fence;
The outburst started, a gale coursed, and terror rose;
The rain sent it's heavy downpour, cascading all of mine;
It's cold, froze my soul, setting all warmth free, granting them relief;
I collapsed, my palms raised so high, my heart sunk;
Hope weakened its grip, and forsook my soul;
It fell into oblivion, it became a servant to doom;
I hated that moment, I wept that moment;
Days passed, I grew to like that moment, the shackles it set free.

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A fantasy love poem. I held on to the bar and glided through its slide; It came past the fire and I pushed past the rocks; I passed through quaking fears and broken dreams; I came to a point where all hope seemed lost. The end seemed never coming; I saw it thinner and thinner into the forest; I ran out of vigor and almost dropped my hold on; But your voice sounded and reinforced my hope; When the slightest slumber sufficed, your whisper woke me; And hastened my way towards the spotlight; I had to get into the clouds, I need to be with the stars. At a time I was drawn towards the mountain; A very high mountain, it touched the clouds; Feeling ecstasy and terrified amidst the birds that cheered; I got to the top with only little time to live the moment; And was sent down towards the ground with brute force; I fell from the bar, and lost my grip, free falling; I tried to scream and call for help, But the air forcefully ; Pushed my voice far into my lungs, I coul...

Word has it..

Word has it, Life isn't fair... Life is all but hope to bear, ha ha, and probably the night cold to sneeze. Word has it that, seconds doesn't only count forward; Rather, a constant remainder that the past always will be long-lost. The drive to live life is all concerned with breaking barriers and boundaries. From extra-dimensional, we broke into the womb, and laid siege against our containing vessel for 8 months and half, exercising patience till the right moment when its defense was precariously weak. We tore it down to further break boundaries which are to come. Now, we're faced with them one after the other, making us seem very tired and weary, at the height of the impending challenges, giving way to its intimidation and seeming supremacy. We probably have forgotten that all it takes to bring a challenge crashing down, is the effort which had been built little by little till it was rightfully enough. Just a little effort regularly, will weaken its roots s...

Dream Walker - 3....

A large gust came along, dragging every thing in its path; It moved the splatter, stripped the trees of their clothing; The gust brought along hope, it restored my soul; With its mild whistles, it brought me back to life; Strength returned, my muscles twitched with joy; The terrain flattened from thick to thin brushes and stumps; My eyes opened slightly to view the peeking Sun; I sighed humorously, 'Good grief!, It's a good thing I won my last breath over'; I smiled, enjoying the comfort of the heating mud; Before I knew, I was walking on another sidewalk; I had no time to hear, and sneezed myself back out to life; I opened my eyes to the red clouds, the skies had gone darker; Then I stood up, to set on home, then a voice through my head spoke....; Get engaged, Comment and Share. We appreciate you.

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