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Every Day Poems

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2022-01-15 14:23:20 I know, for the life of me, the Blacks and how it drowns and shifts my sorrow.

I tasted the Blues and made love to the Grays.

I gazed the Reds tinted Yellows and the shimmers of Pinks, Silvers and Golds.

So why do I remain a listless, restless White.


#random
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2022-01-15 12:04:07 Only a fool would walk that road where stands the naked tree; apart from all its fellows, stranded upon a hill with a haunting glory.
Only a fool would dare to look up that barren tree. Always remember to keep your head bowed in reverence for the blood that lies underneath its roots, for the blood that could drown hundreds with a depth of a sea.
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2022-01-15 09:25:06 A+ Grade

She was an intelligent girl,
She enjoyed learning new  things,
So you wanted her to excel in studies,
Stating that this would result in her good being.

She toiled hard to be the best,
As you were never satisfied by her grades,
You replaced her toys, drawings
And novels with heavy books,
Ceasing the joy of her childhood days.

She grew up as a bookworm,
Who studied all day long,
So everyone expected her to be smart,
And her answers to be never wrong.

Soon she was exhausted,
Hiding behind perfect student mask,
and her grades started to deplete,
Her health was ailing,
But her poor academic performance
Is what you could see.

She was stressed about your expectations,
And that she couldn't be the best again,
But you failed to realise
That the A+ in her marksheet
Couldn't heal her slit vein.
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2022-01-15 07:32:05 "My longing, my lord is not the simplest sparkles of fairies in field of sun basking us for who dare looks at the fairies when there is the sun demanding to be seen from miles above? My wish will only come true if I don't tell a soul." She whispered, taking in the joy with the sorrow.

"I will stop being a soul then. I will be nothing but a dust for the day." He smiled down at her.

"What?" She looked up at him in puzzlement.

" Tell me all that you keep locked away and all that you want to happen for you thinking you are telling to the sun with no one overhearing. You said you won't tell a soul so as of this moment, I am not a soul. I am like the wind. You can feel me but you don't see me." And the smile he pulled out of her was all he wished. Pity she didn't ask to tell her his.
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2022-01-15 04:15:04 If everybody were to give as much respect as they think they are owed, the world would be a better place.
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2022-01-14 19:35:00 Bustling streets,
Crowded house,
Enchanting laughter,
But am all alone,
Sighing,
At the ugliness of life.
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2022-01-14 17:27:24 I love him, not any less than I love my other lover. But if there is anything that often makes me hesitate, when he invites me to bed... is that he never hides his bestial side. He is self-centered, and he doesn't shy away from stating it. His moves, his touches, his grips, his kisses... while not always rough but always assertive. He knows that I am not his alone—yet at the moments he makes love to me, he will make me his girl, and only his.

He is that kind of lover. And I can't love him less because of this.


Second Unnamed #journal, entry 12.
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2022-01-14 13:49:58 The story that is old, too many times have been told.

Of pain and joy, of sorrows and smiles, of fears and pleasures.
It's screamed and sung, chanted and mourned, whispered and cried,

By way too many.

And yet here you are telling it one more time, as do other countless souls, to the few who listen.

For the torn lips to find a listening heart, Amen.


#random
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2022-01-14 12:10:55 I want to...


I want to write what I feel
but my mind is empty.

I want to cry out
but my eyes are all dried out.

I want to tell you how I feel
but words are dead long ago.

I want to let it go
but my heart says to hold on...


~Reema Faarath Rasmi~
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2022-01-14 09:44:54 He's broken, trying to fix everyone,
With no one to cure,
He's struggling,
Behind the smile,
Which crosses his face once in a while,
He's hurt,
With all the words,
Pretending to be strong,
He's a human after all,
His heart shatters,
Everytime he notices no one cares....
He's broken,
Trying to fix everyone.


#tyler
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