Being cold and drenched from the rain
My thoughts turn to writing a poem
So I sit near the window
Holding my pen and notebook
Seeing the falling rain
From the window pane
Reminds me the glance of
Your intoxicating eyes
Through the veil
The blowing air reminds me of
The open swirling tresses of your hair
Chilly breeze touching my skin
Reminds me the touch of yours
Sending waves across the body
The raindrops kissing my cheeks
Reminds me the taste of your dew drops
The aroma of wet soil
Reminds me of your fragrance
Soothing my heart
In the flooded heart
The ink flows like a river
Creating another ocean of words
Having you drenched in the rain of verses
You shiver in the chill of love
Oh my dove!
Let's bloom together.
©junaidwarrior
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My thoughts turn to writing a poem
So I sit near the window
Holding my pen and notebook
Seeing the falling rain
From the window pane
Reminds me the glance of
Your intoxicating eyes
Through the veil
The blowing air reminds me of
The open swirling tresses of your hair
Chilly breeze touching my skin
Reminds me the touch of yours
Sending waves across the body
The raindrops kissing my cheeks
Reminds me the taste of your dew drops
The aroma of wet soil
Reminds me of your fragrance
Soothing my heart
In the flooded heart
The ink flows like a river
Creating another ocean of words
Having you drenched in the rain of verses
You shiver in the chill of love
Oh my dove!
Let's bloom together.
©junaidwarrior
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#everyone
#poetry
#junaidwarrior
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Heart of glass
The journey I began,
Was never meant for any pause
A weak soul, I carried
Frightened and sensitive,
was like a little crack in the glass
Had once followed by the arrow of Cupid:
A holy blessing from the sky
But a weak soul, I carried
Frightened and sensitive,
ran away to hide
"This world is like a box", it used to say
Hopeless as Pandora
Lucky as pirates.
You would never have the key,
So better run than to live
under the shadow of the pain
I took a bus to my fate,
heavily carried the crack all-day
Inside the unbreakable wall,
It thought It could save the glass
Although it was wise and right,
I knew It couldn't be Day without Night
I surrendered to temptation,
Ignored the wall to find the lost arrow
"Nothing is permanent", my soul rebelled again
You are doing a blunder, mate,
You would drown yourself in the sea of sorrow
A little afraid, I was
But, still went for the search
I had half of mine,
A half was yet to be discovered.......
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The journey I began,
Was never meant for any pause
A weak soul, I carried
Frightened and sensitive,
was like a little crack in the glass
Had once followed by the arrow of Cupid:
A holy blessing from the sky
But a weak soul, I carried
Frightened and sensitive,
ran away to hide
"This world is like a box", it used to say
Hopeless as Pandora
Lucky as pirates.
You would never have the key,
So better run than to live
under the shadow of the pain
I took a bus to my fate,
heavily carried the crack all-day
Inside the unbreakable wall,
It thought It could save the glass
Although it was wise and right,
I knew It couldn't be Day without Night
I surrendered to temptation,
Ignored the wall to find the lost arrow
"Nothing is permanent", my soul rebelled again
You are doing a blunder, mate,
You would drown yourself in the sea of sorrow
A little afraid, I was
But, still went for the search
I had half of mine,
A half was yet to be discovered.......
#review
The purpose of this article is to explain how you should judge people. In my past, I was always confused, back and forth with people I was dealing with
I experienced so many changing emotions based on one’s actions no depth included. So I told myself to analyze and sort out the hidden elements of this mystery, also help others understand this chaotic phenomenon. Why I call this chaos because I saw one’s actions which are only at first level with hidden relations neglected can drive you to the false conclusions and will draw a totally wrong picture of a person, and I am talking about black and the white difference here.
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I experienced so many changing emotions based on one’s actions no depth included. So I told myself to analyze and sort out the hidden elements of this mystery, also help others understand this chaotic phenomenon. Why I call this chaos because I saw one’s actions which are only at first level with hidden relations neglected can drive you to the false conclusions and will draw a totally wrong picture of a person, and I am talking about black and the white difference here.
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The purpose of this article is to explain the way to judge people. I was always confused in my past with the people around me. I changed my opinion a lot of times about someone, and could not get what was wrong. So, I decided to analyze the hidden elements of this mystery to understand this chaotic phenomenon. A person’s obvious actions can conclude the wrong picture of that person, The conclusion delivered by obvious actions can be totally opposite to the facts.
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"856 days later,
I'm still escaping the look
you gave me at the parking of our school, last night I had a dream
of drowning in a fish bowl,
so I woke up with a suffocation
and tried to light a cigarette
and some of my lashes too.
I know you're terrible
at keeping memories but see,
I am running out of words to relate
Maybe I'm the back of your diary,
I'm all those moments
when you can't sleep but
instead sit with your diary
and list your favourite ways of dying.
Our knot un-tied harshly, my mother definitely must be crying somewhere,
She knows it every time a
tree falls and not make a noise.
My father had indifferent talents
I am sorry for that.
and if I were to talk of love
I'll tell you that you can't feel it's touch
Until you tell a person
That this world is too much"
.
Sorry if doesn't make sense, sorry if it does.
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I'm still escaping the look
you gave me at the parking of our school, last night I had a dream
of drowning in a fish bowl,
so I woke up with a suffocation
and tried to light a cigarette
and some of my lashes too.
I know you're terrible
at keeping memories but see,
I am running out of words to relate
Maybe I'm the back of your diary,
I'm all those moments
when you can't sleep but
instead sit with your diary
and list your favourite ways of dying.
Our knot un-tied harshly, my mother definitely must be crying somewhere,
She knows it every time a
tree falls and not make a noise.
My father had indifferent talents
I am sorry for that.
and if I were to talk of love
I'll tell you that you can't feel it's touch
Until you tell a person
That this world is too much"
.
Sorry if doesn't make sense, sorry if it does.
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I like to wait for only those who
entrust their Obol to my loyalty- to wander the Charon's shore,
before leaving me with their memories
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entrust their Obol to my loyalty- to wander the Charon's shore,
before leaving me with their memories
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Muse
The tiny muses is what I seek,
With the path that would take my heed.
Soothing voices I hear through creek,
As the blooming dreams take a lead.
#suan
#micropoetry #randomthoughts #thetinymusings
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The tiny muses is what I seek,
With the path that would take my heed.
Soothing voices I hear through creek,
As the blooming dreams take a lead.
#suan
#micropoetry #randomthoughts #thetinymusings
#review
The mouth had been covered and the face had been subdued. Down she went into his arms. The women had done their job well- or at least good . this time of night. Even the police here were friendly, some of them were partially aware of what was going on.
Just as long as they did not interfere.
Before the inspector’s eyes, the city should had impressed him, but not really, it was just a blur on top of all of his other assignments
Without delay, they reached the shore
Still drugged the actress was placed on her feet
Four men took her from here into a small ‘fishing boat’
In the silent atmosphere one, the man carrying the actress from her seat said "fishing is bountiful, we reap the shiniest glitter from the sea of paper pushers"
“
The smiling woman with buck teeth said "Karma is despair for the decadent. The predators are now our little fish. I enjoy turning the world upside down for the pretty ones. In fact I feel more beautiful than I ever have in my life.
The actresses eyes were still seemingly at peace with only a residue of the panic left apparent.
"Little girl does not understand she will have more joy than she ever imagined" The second woman said quickly.
The others chuckled but inspector Yi was stoic. "We will talk later about your service to our motherland. You have barely begun to understand your purpose. Depart from this place immediately.
The abandoned shore line roared quietly as if it was also aware of the moment.
The actress was quietly brought below deck on the wooden creaky vessel. Inspector Yi spoke to the most burly of the men
"As usual, you will steer south and westward during the night. You are unlikely to be apprehended but have your fishing gear ready at all times for a show of innocence. After your last stop on the coast emphasize your Japanese covers if you come across any others
You will be rewarded upon arrival."
*And if we get caught?"
#novel "Thom #crime #asia #review
Just as long as they did not interfere.
Before the inspector’s eyes, the city should had impressed him, but not really, it was just a blur on top of all of his other assignments
Without delay, they reached the shore
Still drugged the actress was placed on her feet
Four men took her from here into a small ‘fishing boat’
In the silent atmosphere one, the man carrying the actress from her seat said "fishing is bountiful, we reap the shiniest glitter from the sea of paper pushers"
“
The smiling woman with buck teeth said "Karma is despair for the decadent. The predators are now our little fish. I enjoy turning the world upside down for the pretty ones. In fact I feel more beautiful than I ever have in my life.
The actresses eyes were still seemingly at peace with only a residue of the panic left apparent.
"Little girl does not understand she will have more joy than she ever imagined" The second woman said quickly.
The others chuckled but inspector Yi was stoic. "We will talk later about your service to our motherland. You have barely begun to understand your purpose. Depart from this place immediately.
The abandoned shore line roared quietly as if it was also aware of the moment.
The actress was quietly brought below deck on the wooden creaky vessel. Inspector Yi spoke to the most burly of the men
"As usual, you will steer south and westward during the night. You are unlikely to be apprehended but have your fishing gear ready at all times for a show of innocence. After your last stop on the coast emphasize your Japanese covers if you come across any others
You will be rewarded upon arrival."
*And if we get caught?"
#novel "Thom #crime #asia #review
The mouth had been covered and the face had been subdued. Down she went into his arms. The women had done their job well- or at least good . this time of night. Even the police here were friendly, some of them were partially aware of what was going on.
Just as long as they did not interfere.
Before the inspector’s eyes, the city should had impressed him, but not really, it was just a blur on top of all of his other assignments
Without delay, they reached the shore
Still drugged the actress was placed on her feet
Four men took her from here into a small ‘fishing boat’
In the silent atmosphere one, the man carrying the actress from her seat said "fishing is bountiful, we reap the shiniest glitter from the sea of paper pushers"
“
The smiling woman with buck teeth said "Karma is despair for the decadent. The predators are now our little fish. I enjoy turning the world upside down for the pretty ones. In fact I feel more beautiful than I ever have in my life.
The actresses eyes were still seemingly at peace with only a residue of the panic left apparent.
"Little girl does not understand she will have more joy than she ever imagined" The second woman said quickly.
The others chuckled but inspector Yi was stoic. "We will talk later about your service to our motherland. You have barely begun to understand your purpose. Depart from this place immediately.
The abandoned shore line roared quietly as if it was also aware of the moment.
The actress was quietly brought below deck on the wooden creaky vessel. Inspector Yi spoke to the most burly of the men
"As usual, you will steer south and westward during the night. You are unlikely to be apprehended but have your fishing gear ready at all times for a show of innocence. After your last stop on the coast emphasize your Japanese covers if you come across any others
You will be rewarded upon arrival."
*And if we get caught?"
#novel #Thom #crime #asia #review
Just as long as they did not interfere.
Before the inspector’s eyes, the city should had impressed him, but not really, it was just a blur on top of all of his other assignments
Without delay, they reached the shore
Still drugged the actress was placed on her feet
Four men took her from here into a small ‘fishing boat’
In the silent atmosphere one, the man carrying the actress from her seat said "fishing is bountiful, we reap the shiniest glitter from the sea of paper pushers"
“
The smiling woman with buck teeth said "Karma is despair for the decadent. The predators are now our little fish. I enjoy turning the world upside down for the pretty ones. In fact I feel more beautiful than I ever have in my life.
The actresses eyes were still seemingly at peace with only a residue of the panic left apparent.
"Little girl does not understand she will have more joy than she ever imagined" The second woman said quickly.
The others chuckled but inspector Yi was stoic. "We will talk later about your service to our motherland. You have barely begun to understand your purpose. Depart from this place immediately.
The abandoned shore line roared quietly as if it was also aware of the moment.
The actress was quietly brought below deck on the wooden creaky vessel. Inspector Yi spoke to the most burly of the men
"As usual, you will steer south and westward during the night. You are unlikely to be apprehended but have your fishing gear ready at all times for a show of innocence. After your last stop on the coast emphasize your Japanese covers if you come across any others
You will be rewarded upon arrival."
*And if we get caught?"
#novel #Thom #crime #asia #review
A survivor with a long history
Abandoned the soul of me
Hitchhiked many hearts
I'm still miles away from my destiny...
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Abandoned the soul of me
Hitchhiked many hearts
I'm still miles away from my destiny...
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The Companion
Having in a world
where friends easily
become foes, someone
who will always stay
keeping you company,
reminding you of the life
all men will live. An elder,
as well as a friend.
Neither being good or bad,
nor being rich or poor
has effect
on the other's will to stay.
Don't be heartless.
Do not be unwise
and live your life for those
who never cared.
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#everyone
Having in a world
where friends easily
become foes, someone
who will always stay
keeping you company,
reminding you of the life
all men will live. An elder,
as well as a friend.
Neither being good or bad,
nor being rich or poor
has effect
on the other's will to stay.
Don't be heartless.
Do not be unwise
and live your life for those
who never cared.
#review
#everyone
THE HURTING HISTORY
I am dying.
Blood contaminated with grudges
Flowing out of the slit.
Soothing or terror, half-dead brain
Confused.
I swing high above the ground,
as the skies, arms widespread
embrace me.
I see myself sitting in between walls,
Whispering to each other.
I catch the tears in my eyes,
As I am being made into a story,
History tells.
Tired of screaming agonies in deaf ears,
Pleading to be heard.
I watch myself sitting along the waves,
Flowers growing on the gravel,
Tears washing up my feet
As shells crawl upon my transient fingers,
I hum poetry to the petals,
Shedding themselves as tears
To the unsung pain.
But the human stones, unturned.
But, the skin of mine,
So transparent, passing through people
Unnoticed.
Vivid flashes paint my mind,
I jump worlds, like skipping rope.
To the world, I desired.
To the world, I dreamt.
To the solitude of a world, I loved,
In midst of cold, but warm.
I wish I knew the truth,
Before exploring the secrets.
Blaming anyone and everyone, after losing,
To punish the unlost, seems foolish.
So here I lie, you
Being carved into the grey cemented monument
Of history.
Words dusty, unrecognisable being written
In remembrance of a coward.
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I am dying.
Blood contaminated with grudges
Flowing out of the slit.
Soothing or terror, half-dead brain
Confused.
I swing high above the ground,
as the skies, arms widespread
embrace me.
I see myself sitting in between walls,
Whispering to each other.
I catch the tears in my eyes,
As I am being made into a story,
History tells.
Tired of screaming agonies in deaf ears,
Pleading to be heard.
I watch myself sitting along the waves,
Flowers growing on the gravel,
Tears washing up my feet
As shells crawl upon my transient fingers,
I hum poetry to the petals,
Shedding themselves as tears
To the unsung pain.
But the human stones, unturned.
But, the skin of mine,
So transparent, passing through people
Unnoticed.
Vivid flashes paint my mind,
I jump worlds, like skipping rope.
To the world, I desired.
To the world, I dreamt.
To the solitude of a world, I loved,
In midst of cold, but warm.
I wish I knew the truth,
Before exploring the secrets.
Blaming anyone and everyone, after losing,
To punish the unlost, seems foolish.
So here I lie, you
Being carved into the grey cemented monument
Of history.
Words dusty, unrecognisable being written
In remembrance of a coward.
#review
Shut your mouth for a second
you can hear the pain of the world
Silence is Heaven
Let it whisper in their Hearts.
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you can hear the pain of the world
Silence is Heaven
Let it whisper in their Hearts.
#review
Having in a world
where friends easily
become foes, someone
who will always stay.
Staying at the times
You fly toward the sky;
crawl deep into the dessert;
or sink down the sea.
Keeping safe, supports
Anticipating perhaps
You may extend your palms
and all will be yours.
Words of wisdom,
for you to listen
Each alone could guide
the world to salvation.
Such a blessing! It shows
you were never forgotten.
Bow, prostrate and worship him-
your Lord who made you.
Show to him, you've not forgotten
Treat your friend well and
Life will be blissful
#review
#everyone
where friends easily
become foes, someone
who will always stay.
Staying at the times
You fly toward the sky;
crawl deep into the dessert;
or sink down the sea.
Keeping safe, supports
Anticipating perhaps
You may extend your palms
and all will be yours.
Words of wisdom,
for you to listen
Each alone could guide
the world to salvation.
Such a blessing! It shows
you were never forgotten.
Bow, prostrate and worship him-
your Lord who made you.
Show to him, you've not forgotten
Treat your friend well and
Life will be blissful
#review
#everyone
You taught me
how to treat you
and now
all of a sudden
my behaviour is
a problem
for you.
©junaidwarrior
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#everyone
#junaidwarrior
how to treat you
and now
all of a sudden
my behaviour is
a problem
for you.
©junaidwarrior
#review
#everyone
#junaidwarrior
Silently
I endure the poison
You injected through your love,
Silently
I became your slave
For life as of now,
Still
When you're not near
Or just around,
I keep thinking
Of flying away
Sitting over the mound,
Why oh! why?
Did ever our eyes meet
And in my life you had to come,
Why oh! why?
I left all my own
And even became the foe of some,
Silently
I endure the poison
Rendered by this crimson bow..
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I endure the poison
You injected through your love,
Silently
I became your slave
For life as of now,
Still
When you're not near
Or just around,
I keep thinking
Of flying away
Sitting over the mound,
Why oh! why?
Did ever our eyes meet
And in my life you had to come,
Why oh! why?
I left all my own
And even became the foe of some,
Silently
I endure the poison
Rendered by this crimson bow..
#review #johnpoet #poetry #breakup