"In balcony, Freezing
Sitting naked maybe,
Under the starlight,
Beneath the same blanket,
Touching each other,
Feeling the texture
Of creation, of us;
We'll play with,
each other's feet,
Criss-cross the knuckles,
Of our luck,
Try to hold some moments,
In breaths of each other,
We walk-in and out,
Explore the dreams together,
And fall asleep,
On each others arms"

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Hello there
Let's play dead.
Wait!
First make a guess.
What's it like in my head?

Sigh
Sigh
And sigh...

Close your eyes and paint 'nothing'...
Do you know what 'nothing'
Is, in the first place?

It's the horrendous look on a grim reaper,
Ripping out a soul in the dead of the night, like
You'd hiss-in oily noodles

Then...again,
Paint 'nothing'
Do you know what 'nothing'
Is, in the first place, again?

It's the big-eyed owl
That keeps the dead company, all night,
With the glow from its sight.

You can play dead when you start hearing my voice in the dark:
Be it day or night,
Just anytime your eyes close; you'd see me calling out to asking you to play dead

©abu_muhsiin

#poem #review

Truth is often not about
just rising and setting of the Sun
You have to cross the horizon
to see the twilight of the origin.
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*Drowning in Ivories*

Drowning in Ivories
I feel it inside me
Ignite me
Drowning in Ivories
I feel ecstatic
Very fantastic
Drowning in Ivories...

My mind is going numb
Adrenaline is fucking max
The settings turns sunny
Pastel colours of the lax
No right emotion
The boy has turned cold
Neither erection
When she took a step so bold

Drowning in Ivories
The soul turns sickly insane
Drowning in Ivories
Is a self destructive man

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When I run out of ideas,
I pull my heart out
Putting my rest of the feelings on pause
With hope, I close my eyes:
A lesson for my "protesting Mind"
My ears on the ticktock
as I cut the supply of emotions
The Cruel Fate,
it has to taste
I make it suffer
until it begs and ends the protest
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Tears are beautiful

I see it and it's all blurry. It's so cold and painful. It is loaded with lots of memories. Some you may cherish and many you wish to erase.

I see my father taking me around the corner of the street in my bicycle and I couldn't recognize my younger self. I never knew it was a happy moment because I see myself crying out of fear of falling, but now I'm crying that I didn't have a chance to thank him for whatever he was.

I see my return journey to my field posting in the army. I open my bag and there lies a packet of sandwich made by mom that I never asked for. I remember her tears when I reached home to surprise her and the same tears when I left home in an emergency recall. I always thought I shouldn't react by crying in front of her but this packet of sandwich made me cry as I never knew I wouldn't come back to thank her.

I see my wife signing the divorce papers in front of me and all I see is those 15 years of friendship from college which deserve some tears as a token. I asked her a chance to revive this relationship and she blamed my tears for being a fake tool to keep her moving forward in her life. I never knew that tears were perceived in other way as well.

Atlast, I have tears for myself when the enemy fired a bullet that pierced my chest. I see myself drowning into the world of tears and it is beautiful, knowing that my country would be safe.

#review #soldier #tears #moments

 "I swear to God
That the Rambling of
An approaching trains
Reminds me of
What we're used to be,
On evening newspapers
I still look to find
Train accidents
To comprehend
What's left in me now,
Finding my kind of love
Has been nothing,
More than the jotting down
My favourite ways of dying,
My diary knows it all,
Evenings too;
I grew very fond of evenings,
Lately, It has been all the goodbyes,
You never said"

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"and when I painted that knuckle, I thought of the wall, the bruises of my father's hand and the silence my mother had afterwards, of course is just a painting but there is something uneasy about red mixing with a beige"

-Nilesh Tiwari (excerpts from a book I never dared to write)

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Let it go
Give me back my right to live! Let my bandisho get away from these Kanun books! Let me go open at least once! Suppose I return my right to live on the right side! Show me your helplessness too! Let me take my sinking boat across the ocean of unearthly hopes! Said how much I told my husband let me go once and twice.            #review

Incomplete desire
January is shrinking
Standing on the frame
February with exams
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I think it happens with everybody who are living their life, by living their life I mean that, they have a home to live in, sufficient food to eat, clothes to wear, near by friends to talk and enjoy, family members to love and get loved but at some point of time we realise that, we still miss something. Something which can create fire in you, something which can drive you miles but still you don't feel tired, something which makes you so optimistic that you can overcome any situation, something which can transform you in a better way, something which makes you feel so good that you can convert bad, something which makes your life euphoric. I have never encountered this something but I some how know that I miss this something.

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Good morning! 😊

I have lost my sleep to you,
But you've made me win,
eyes that dream
longer and brighter.

#review #sleep #love

Torn

Of course you'll be torn.

When each of your mind, heart and body is pulling your soul into a different direction.

Of course there will be agony.

When you're shredded into tiny fragments, each loses its way in the dust.

Of course there will be tears.

When the cup is filled with sorrows that flooded your path.

Of course, my dear, you'll be broken.

#review #everyone #Noob #streamofthoughts

Artist

A lifetime experience expressed in a day,
an ability that exist in those with grey.

From harmless face that gets redrawn,
to fully grown the world depends upon.

A mastery of time being exposed by sun,
used by it to cause people to return.

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#everyone

Inferno

She exults her wild zeal with no regrets. For she is a wild flower permeating sorrows with her vehement aroma.
She is flawed. She is fierce.
A vigorous exuberance circle her soul and her stimulating eyes mirrors innocence.
She is a blazing inferno burning with composure.

#review #sh #everyone #random #thoughts

It was when the moon cried.
When the earth cracked.

When the ocean dried.
When the light petered.

It was when you were born.

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Waves

His senses were numb,
eyes trembled as they shone,
waves cradled him as the night fell,
In the morning he was gone.

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Hey !
I miss you
You keep running in my mind all the time ,
Even if we are not together ,
I can't think of anyone else .
Even if you don't love me now ,
For me it will always be you .
I will never loose hope because
Whatever we had in these years is meant to be forever .
I don't understand how we lost it ,
But I do believe it will happen all over again and this time we will end up having everything we wished for .
I miss 'us'..❤️
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All these conflicts, clash of ideologies, vendettas, war and bloodshed are denouements of the detrimental desire to attain political power, throughout the history of mankind. Ideology of an individual or a small group of rigid mineded people permeates to masses, making them believe in an idea that isn't there's, but still they turn off their 'lights' and move ahead into darkness, under the shadow of their leaders.
We don't want demagogues who try to turn our minds toward them and against each other.
We don't want preachers, we can preach our own selves.

LIFE TOGETHER

Our road's not smooth,
We'll have ups and downs.
We'll be together in our youth,
Creating memories
we can cherish,
years around.

We'll find the universe there, unchanged,
in each other's eyes,
in adolescence and
in the autumn of life.


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Should i continue it?