The world is a kind place,
With people of all kind.
Emotions are scattered.
People are flattered.
Shattered is the love,
Where's the peace of the dove?
Optimism is a gift,
Let it not rift,
As the world is a kind place,
With people of all kind!
©kesharipriyanka27
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It is hard,
It shall pay.
It's disheartening,
You shall grow and gain.
You will stumble,
That's not the end.
Pave your way,
Through the toughest of path.
Strive and work hard.
Confidence and strength build by you,
Will tilt your path towards a better you.
At times when you think,
Your world is shattered,
Just stand and say,
"I can and i will,
I shall fight all the ill will,
Emerge as the winner
Of the game,
I promised,
To never quit!"
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Peaceful solitude
All alone she sat in the room,
Finding peace in solitude.
She smiled,she cried,
She went to a ride,
With thoughts and emotions,
Gathered with pride.
Terming this loneliness,
Is it right?
Its finding peace in solitude
Which she liked!
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Whom To Trust?
This world is two faced,
Hidden in a case.
The human race,
Will change their face.
Then whom to trust?
Whom to trust?
In this confusing world.
Like the colour of a rainbow,
Split to white,
When will light,
Enter my life?
Then whom to trust?
Whom to trust?
In this colourless life,
Where everything seems white.
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Revenge
"Make me complete" was the cry.
Weeping eyes are now dry.
Struggling for love was the game,
Struggling to love is the real pain.
People change,
So do thoughts.
The path was revenge,
Which she sought!
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Looking at these innocent faces ,how we seek our childhood days back, being yeasty was all it was . Coloring out of lines, limitless imagination, believing in fairy tales, no sense of deceiving and a friend who backs you up everytime. No mind and heart games.Emotions took priority even when we were unaware of them. Now that we are mature enough to understand the emotions , we back out , we do not face . We leave.
The seeking days were to touch the sky! , And yet how trapped we are, not to fly....
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Music is so versatile in nature; it has every kind of expression for any kind of face.
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When we learn to live in a change, we learn to grow.
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There is this search for a new philosophy may be in what I read from books and quotes or any life events which I keep observing .
A scene , a story , an emotion to with hold my needs, outraging my uncertainty but yet I keep succumbing to feed this hungry soul of mine but this void never fills .
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_geet_o 118w
A body is just a mere cage for a beautiful soul to reside.
A free spirit but kept hanging between duty and desire.
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Iam amused knowing that we are so same on the basis of being different from each other and yet you meet my mind.
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_geet_o 119w
Magnificent , a Women is like a tree,
You beed the human, cuts it with a glee.
Who is to be suffered you think?
If a number you demand in the list of endless brink.
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_geet_o 126w
I looked at the sky, it's again empty today,
The stars have stopped peeking out in their way,
Do they not want my whereabouts anymore?
Was that day, the story bad and sore?
Begone the counting days,i went,
Since when did we merrily met?
Common ! twinkle and show off again,
You are adored, just don't refrain.
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Karma
I'm suffering because of my previous deeds but why you want to suffer later for the sin you are committing now , to balance my sufferings !
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Irony is the fact he was fresh in the smoke.
I could not stop looking at a person who contrasts in every actions.
He was in a place where smoke was dominating .
Meanwhile outside the rainfall showed some mercy, but the wilderness in his eyes dint.
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_geet_o 127w
Can you not sense ,she is not free,
Free is not the freedom, you see.
Acquainted to still sort of quietness,
Does this urge you to make a women silent?
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ashish_kumar 127w
....And then, I perceived a knock at the door,
Trembling, I opened to see the surge lacerate the shore.
Never did the moon ensnare me with her tempting delicacy,
As this inevitable rendezvous did, paving way for memories galore...
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The more we grow the sadder we get.
Growing up is a trap.
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_geet_o 127w
Being afar
Where is that man who sat under the tree,
From all the crowd ,alone and free.
How could I help,but admire his beauty,
Fighting between desire and duty.
Looking the scars as his asset,
Smoking up his defeats with a cigarette.
Where he is? Who must he be?
Turning misery into sudden glee.
whither he flee?left me wondrous,
Worthy sinking my soul, he chose to be anonymous.
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_geet_o 127w
I cannot shut people,baby.But can I not seek your love anymore?
In search of a minute,i spend days.
To love you,say me how many more ways?
©_geet_o