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  • asc1998 1w

    I wait for you all these years
    I wander like a lifeless one
    But you are not ready to visit
    At least for once.
    When are you going to find
    The pain and frustration I bear without u..
    It's easy to leave
    But hard to gain...
    Without you
    I find my true self
    I find my insecurities...
    Now I realise
    You are not my real world..
    All these years Iam blinded
    Blinded with a black rag..
    I don't curse you
    I don't nag you ..
    Because u r not a human anymore
    You don't deserves to be perfect..
    I let my soul free, to take a rest
    That nobody assured..nobody offers.
    A rain is enough for me to wash away
    The scars you bring
    Anyway thanks to you
    For the life lessons...
    Now I am dare enough to
    Endure the pain without you
    Without you my life seems meaningful....

  • asc1998 3w

    The ash Realities of Life

    Why the term 'ash' realities of life..? Ash is neither black nor white..it is a color that stand in between the two. Like this the realities of life is not pure as white or evil as dark..in my life I witnessed two kinds of lyf..One is the people who speak openly and receive the negative blows at the very moment and at the very end they sleep peacefully..The Second group consists majority of people...they are good at acting..they fake their true emotions and make their loved ones believe them..they deceive their own lyf and their peaceful sleep....So Ash (the color of black and white) is a harsh reality in everyone's life


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  • asc1998 5w

    When I met you
    In my dream
    You are nothing
    But a scary little butterfly...
    I tried to save u
    In my hands
    But you longs for the freedom..
    I do nothing
    But release you in to the eternity..
    I wish some day you come for me
    Because my love for u is not humane...


    ©asc1998

  • asc1998 5w

    There are 'n' number of chances, if we r ready to roll up our sleeves....


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  • asc1998 7w

    I like the town on rainy nights..
    I like the darkness
    On the aisle of empty town.
    I like the drizzles of rain
    That resurrected my senses..
    I shed my tears
    I shed my fears
    I cried along with the thunder storm.
    I walk alone
    I loose my face, I loose my name.
    I heard the footsteps of a stranger
    It was nothing but my shadow.
    She told me
    You are the messenger of Rainy Night...

  • asc1998 11w

    Some memories are like parasites. No matter how many times we eliminate them, they came back to us... stuck with us....and sucks our bygone days

  • asc1998 12w

    Every day is beautiful, if we look them with the finest eyes.....Every day teach us a lesson, if we ready to listen.....Every day is a new beginning, if we rectify the past...So the best is to explore every day of Ours ....


    ©asc1998

  • asc1998 12w

    My words are not mine alone
    I borrowed it from many....
    My life is not mine alone
    I owed it to many.....

  • asc1998 12w

    Sometimes
    I forget my own existence...

  • asc1998 12w

    May be Iam wrong, that doesn't mean you are right.....