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  • deeplyintensified 1w

    Never care TOO much about others, make effort to check your presence in their lives frequently, at the end of the day you are with yourself, commit all of yourself to make your life worth living.
    Make all your efforts to do your work on time, go and explore for opportunities around, sing and dance on happy songs, life’s too short to stop for long, pamper your body everyday, go on a walk, and do whatever makes you feel YOU, keep your spirit high, and live a happy day.

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    I cared about their pain and happiness more than my hair, my body, my health, my life, that I am now a pale face, with lost youth, and unhappy body.

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  • deeplyintensified 1w

    Never care TOO much about others, make effort to check your presence in their lives frequently, at the end of the day you are with yourself, commit all of yourself to make your life worth living.
    Make all your efforts to do your work on time, go and explore for opportunities around, sing and dance on happy songs, life’s too short to stop for long, pamper your body everyday, go on a walk, and do whatever makes you feel YOU, keep your spirit high, and live a happy day.
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    I cared about their pain and happiness more than my hair, my body, my health, my life, that I am now a pale face, with lost youth, and unhappy body.

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  • deeplyintensified 2w

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    There’s a place so safe,
    under his shelter,
    She rests her head on his chest,
    Locking his waist with her hands,
    While he run his fingers through her hair,
    detaching the thoughts of yesterday,
    warming her heart,
    bejeweling her present.
    ©deeplyintensified

  • deeplyintensified 2w

    She had no story of her own,
    But she kept memoir of amour with the moon,
    All her heart and soul devoted to the vast sky,
    With stars, she danced following the light,
    Her lover was flawed, but shone high up,
    They smiled at each other every night,
    She extended her arms up, to envelope the whole sky,
    Her forlorn self forgot the pain,
    While she smiled through the tears,
    And chose not to embrace any pain.

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  • deeplyintensified 13w

    She sometimes choses to be quiet,
    Gazing her surrounding,
    With a heart of acceptance,
    Sometimes, she becomes restless,
    With her heart not at all stable,
    Deep inside she know, she is capable,
    To turn herself, into colours of rainbow,
    And sometimes into the night sky,
    She is a relief, and sometimes a storm,
    She equally can turn things upside down,
    And still can keep her toes to the ground.
    ©deeplyintensified

  • deeplyintensified 15w

    We fail to be what we are, because we are so afraid of our true self.
    We think too much, when we decide not to be us, try to unlayer your true self,
    It feels more lively, beautiful, and so pure.
    We are looking forward for people, since we lost ourselves,
    Find yourself the YOU.
    ©deeplyintensified

  • deeplyintensified 15w

    Look,
    If passing the day is a struggle, and night an everyday nightmare,
    The sun will come up for sure, the moon will remain with you, in your pain, being the constant source of light at night,
    The sun will set, watch it's beauty when the sky is crimson, it turns dark, and then back to light, so are your sufferings, adore its beauty, with the hope,
    there will be light,
    there will be life.
    ©deeplyintensified

  • deeplyintensified 15w

    Dear heart,
    Please remain as kind as you were always to me, I sometimes get stuck into situations which I fail to deal with, I fail to differentiate between what is good and what is not.
    I fear loving some one because I love them way too much, and sometimes I love them over you. I will pay you back for all the damages in the form of love and warmth you need. I will be more kind by choosing you over anyone.
    I hope you will turn yourself string enough to be called as a mature organ.
    With love.
    ©deeplyintensified

  • deeplyintensified 15w

    A dead night

    The sheet was feeling heavy,
    As if covering a cold corpse,
    The pillow was pressed hard,
    By the pale face,
    And afraid of the head to burst,
    In any moment,
    Volcano of empty thoughts may erupt,
    The bed already burdened,
    Facing the heavy chest, and the empty belly,
    Feeling the strangeness in the heartbeat,
    And guessing the intestines shrinking rapidly,
    The walls whispered whatever they could guess,
    Like the ladies who gossip,
    About a book cover, and unaware of the story,
    The rusting sound of the fan,
    And the almost dead hands of the clock,
    Pretended to mourn with the human,
    Like the not so close guest,
    Beating their chest on funeral.
    ©deeplyintensified

  • deeplyintensified 16w

    Unsent messages.

    I write my heart out, when you are sleeping soundly in your bed with no stress, with no pain, with no fear of rejection, or destruction. I, with the fear of breaking, write what I say silently with my eyes and which never reaches you, I continue to bear the heaviness in my chest caused by the ailing heart, I feel vulnerable, for sabotaging my feelings, stabbing over the letters I write frequently, and then keeping quiet, bearing the unbearable silence. I keep those messages in draft, that you will see them accidentally some day, and come to me expressing the same, I sleep while crying and consoling, but deep inside, I feel destroyed.
    ©deeplyintensified