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khushimehrotra01
18w
Lot of people have wrong idea about me
But I'm totally not intrested to clear it
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khushimehrotra01
18w
And the worst thing,
You stared getting ignored from the same person for whom you cried all nights....
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khushimehrotra01
18w
To care for those who once cared for us is one of the highest honors.....because those are the real God for us, who helped us to achieve our Goals.....!!
Especially our parents, who helpes us without selfishness -
khushimehrotra01
18w
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tO tHe PeOpLe OuT tHeRe DisLiKiNg Me,
LeT mE bE tHe BiTcH, cAuSe I dOn'T pReFeR sWiTcH......!!
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khushimehrotra01
18w
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Pain is not always in "Tears"
Sometimes it's present in "Smile"
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khushimehrotra01
22w
I'M STRONG,
BUT IT HURTS
WHEN I MAKE SOMEONE
MY FIRST PRIORITY,
BUT THEY TREAT ME LIKE
THEIR LAST OPTION!
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khushimehrotra01
22w
I DON'T DO USELESS ARGUMENTS!
IF I'M ARGUING.....
I'M RIGHT; UNDERSTAND THIS.
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khushimehrotra01
22w
Learn the difference:
Some people talk to you in there free time
But some free there time to talk to you.
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bluebird
126w
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I'm sorry, I wrote.
My mother used to say, "if you don't find love in what is your world; make it fall in love with you."Quarter Life Crisis
I woke
With the world sleeping in the palm of my hand
Feet; bare,
Shelling the cigar butt pulverized on the mulched carpet
Silver sunshine in my cold hands;
The moon's a mirror on my day,
A crater on my face
From the way I once chose to laugh,
Lips; ruby,
Like hidden gemstones in the warm deserted sand
They try to deform, I try to smile,
A klutz; a fool
A me.
You cried
With willow trees hanging under the golden sky
Tears; toxic
Rotten with everything you try to remember once forgotten
I planted seeds beneath the yellow pouches of your eyes,
So when you ought to bleed water; you can never reforget
The way you choose to bloom.
Skin; chrome,
Like melted metal made to glow over glass sheets
You cease to sob; I seize to sow,
A rhythm, a prose
A you.
It reeked
With a name that could die on your lips as you speak,
Taste; poisonous
Creating a mosaic against every bricked wall I ever cemented
A magic in my cancerous bones
Woven from a constellation
Each fibre; ductile
Enough to stitch every crack they left in me
It plagued; I got infected,
A witchcraft, an absinthe
A love.
It broke
With a syncing conversation in tune with a hopeless fright
Touch; calcareous
Pricking still deep into the marrow of your bone,
Escaping my lips shaped like a bullet
With your name engraved over it
Like the gunpowder residing in my chest
Sense; sixth
Terribly; terribly breathing us,
It rooted; I cheated,
A wreckage; a mistress
A pain.
It rained
With a sudden infloresence beneath our bedpost
Pulse; racing
Allowing me to allow you to make mistakes,
Slipping silk off my collarbones and shoulders
Outlining my soul with an alcoholic cheer
Accident; electric
Translating you into me
It wept; I bathed,
A breakup; a heartbreak
A life.
We fell
With a heartbeat obscure to cage one another
Us; incidental
Us; blinking nights
Us; asking lies
Making falling feel like flying once again
Our bodies; 93 per cent stardust
Every atom; kissing itself
Reasons why hurricanes are named after people,
Eyes with embers of glowing galaxies
That stopped stealing diamonds;
As they do appear to be,
Just like broken glass to me,
We hesitated; I confess,
A tragedy; a survival
Another us.
Me, a hoarder of stories and memories,
You, a hybrid of chaos and grace,
Us; a magnetic eventual nothingness.
And all of us; all of such, a paradox; a ruin
Un petit season of resonance; between January and June
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BREAK UP
Blank dp
Blank status
Not eating food
Showing anger on parents
Few epic shits we do when we are in love but later on when we realize and we laugh a lot by remembering all this.
©harsh_819 -
A writer is a lost soul
Searching desperately
to be understood
©joyfuljoel
