It's okay to be insecure,
Sometimes holy things are also impure.

I know that you don't like those stretch mark,
But they have their own little sparks.

He has a jaw, she has a hourglass shape,
This thinking never allows insecurity from your mind to escape.

Beauty is not seen but felt,
It's not about the face but about how it made your heart melt.

So go on feeling insecure, it's OKAY!
But that feeling is not what your value in world weigh.

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#review #poetry #venus

Just got away with one
Opened a new door
Shaped a little fantasy
With numerous miracles to adore
Stayed with anger so long
Realised it was my grief
Hadn't it made me this strong
I would've stumbled upon in brief
Earned a little patience
Coiled up with jist of tolerance
Tore a few tied interests
As a result of unfulfilled wishes
Now I can see cure as perception
Witnessed fear, failure and hatred all the same
So now I wish to love and to be loved
Solemnly, perfectly as a beautiful exception
Here I stand amidst all wonders
Drifting with the flow of life
what I've gained as a blessing to realise
For one's finest survival mere love would suffice

Why I can't??

Sometimes I am not accepting myself and just giving pain to my self without any reason..
Why I can't??

Sometimes my hazitation cross all limits and I can't talk and even I can't utter a word..
Why I can't??

Many times I am sad because of only me and I can't share with anyone and just dying inside..
Why I cany??

I love to be the part of everything but every time I am not ready because I am afraid of others recation..
Why I can't??

I am always afraid of that how people judge me and I can't do the necessary things even eating in front of others..
Why I can't??

People don't love me I think because I can't think straight. I always think bad results and don't attempt the thing..
Why I can't??

My nature is to be with people and to inspire others but I can't even inspire myself..
Why I can't??

World is always ready to accept me but I can't sahre my sadness with them..
Why I can't??

I love to do all and Iove to play and I want be like others but because of me I can't..
Why I can't??

Love is always a beautiful thing I loved many but I can't share and just feel the pain of ignorance..
Why I can't??

Like other I can't be the same and I can't be the normal like others but I am different, but I can't prove yet..
Why I can't??

I am special, I don't want anyone but I want someone who protect me and who loves me who takes care of me.
Can I get him??
Should I...

Sometimes I can't even get reason for crying, buti can't stop my eyes with tears...
Can I....

#poetry by

Jaydeep Chauhan
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Sitting beside the window
Holding the mourning stems,
Ain't asking all
But from you, your and yours, only!

Things in the urn spilt out
Blossoms shattered, like her years heretofore;
Either the stem or thorns being the unfortunate,
Paying for those words from her, every now.

It is, It is not...

#poem #tej #review

Wingless angels

Katrina: I think feminism is total trash
Moni :hey!how you can say that?!
Katrina:I'm honest moni....feminism is total trash!women rights?ha!...what a stupid thing
Moni:I can't believe that you're saying these
Katrina:why?why you think women and men are equal?you really think that women have rights?don't be silly....women never have any rights
Moni:THEY ARE HUMAN TOO!!!
Katrina:NO THEY'RE NOT!
*deadly silence*
Moni:Katrina...
Katrina :you heard it right!they are not human!all human rights that we respect and shout it at top of our lungs.....they don't belong to US!!!and you wanna know why moni...I tell you because we are not human....women are....women are wingless angels ...wingless angels who stuck in this goddamn hell..which you males rule it.
*moni watches his best friend...paradoxicall friend he got....a cool one. he smiles at himself for being silly but suddenly that smile fades away. when he sees her smirk*
Katrina:don't be so happy.all angels are not similar. devil was an angel too
*he gulped his salvia*
Katrina:don't mess with this horror angel moni...that's my only warning for you

Written by Elham
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Illusion

The way you left without blinking
Got me thinking
We were nothing but illusion
Every night, I sit on my bed thinking
Is he feeling this too?
This heavy load in my heart
This burning feeling in my gut
And these foggy waves on my mind
I could ask you to stay
But there's nothing left to say
You're a closed door
That I should stop knocking
Cause I don't live there anymore
And there's no one inside for me
I will walk away
You won't even hear my footsteps
You'll never know how I felt

Rosemène Saint Louis🥀

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The last time we met
The last words you Said
were not just words ,
But bullets in my lungs .

These beautiful clouds and cold Wheather ,
Reminds me of the moments we spent together .

Celebrating first Eid in your absence ,
Makes me guilty for my existence.

Scrolling through my WhatsApp
these days,
feels that life has left me no ways

I always felt happy whenever we met ,
But now ,
Your name forces me to regret ,
Your wait compels me to forget ,
And , even your thoughts pierces my heart.

-CH.Irfan.

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Trees fair young

A Chinese acacia stands by the building
which the residents live in

Not many ones notice
whereas it stays keeping calmer still

The poplar with giant eyes surround it's trunk
towers above the same architecture
from another side

People enjoy life
under the shade of bright temperatures
for their sunshine flying between leaves

"Young lovely kids"
soil under the roots of trees
releases an exclamation gently

Selection of the best which suits your observation
just constructs the landscape in persons' minds
while fused into a wider future.

#philix #poetry #review

Sky...
You are the blue,
You are the light,
You are the carrier of clouds.

You have been witnessing the war,
You have been witnessing the peace,
You have been witnessing the love,
You have been witnessing the world. (From Alpha)

You have seen the tragedy,
You have seen the lives,
You have seen the nature,
You are the meaning of eternal.

You took the poison,
You took the pollution,
Yet, you never changed your colour. (like politicians)
You are the miniature of the oceans.
You are the floating blue ocean and
wonder of the universe.

S NAVEEN
#poetry #SN #review

Got Falling in love with taking care of myself,
Falling in love to be a new version of myself.

When The Infinite number of thoughts swirled around in the galaxy of my mind,

A question sprung to my mind "am I still real"?

The ecosystem got me to feel The universe inside me is infinite,

to strike me up to not being trapped in the time loop where people Burrowed in a giant puddle of trauma.

It's the high time I fled and left all the problems in a heap behind,

When I was hunted by their words,
haunted by their changing colors, and the dark shadow,
was drowned in their successive sarcasm, ultimately these took a shape of a murder knife to kill me, and I flew away like air and raised.

I am the colorful ocean, leaping and wide
Welling and I bear in the tide.

I am a crest of the wave,
And a Thunder deafening the ears,
a Lighting blinding the eyes
The wind cooling the field and flesh.

The fog swirled thickly around me when I clung unwaveringly to dreams before it dies
Held fast to dreams For when it fades away from me,

broken wings got their place to fly to the sky again.

I am still real
I am still here.

Aliya Nahid
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A normal happy life
Little joys and peace
Thats what i want, silly
That calm soothing breeze

Those fun times
Giggles after falling
Funny stupid games
That i dream every morning

I want them to come true
For once i want to live
A life without worry, i drew
A vivid picture to keep alive

Myself, and the memories
of bright light days
To keep myself going, series
Of escape dreams paved ways

I found my peace there
Yet i long for it to never end
I want the time to stop here
Right when the bliss pretend

To exist, in that moment
When everything is perfect
When everyone is at their best
When there is no place for torment

Dear Time, freeze and take a break
For eternity, let me collect some
Specks of happiness before wreak
Ruins everything, let me be at home

Home, promised place
Of growth and comfort
Sacred space of ease
Come forth ! Come forth!

Not ginornous castle
I asked for a little love
Was it too wishful hustle?
Or my plea! My prayers too slow?

One normal happy day
Of love and laughter
Without inflicting (pain) decay
And Unlike fairytale everafter

Its not an exorbitant ruse
Nor Unfathomable task
Where art thou muse?
Is it too much to ask?

These nights

I hope sleep find its way,
Before my thoughts destroy me,
Exhausted feelings and emotions will make,
These nights more scary.

There was a nights in moon light,
where we are sleeping peacefully,
Why this artificial lights making,
These nights more terrible.

In the war of mind and heart,
Sleep is just a pawn,
Where heart and mind will never win the war,but
These nights witness as spectators.

S NAVEEN
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In Love With Death

I am crying to release myself
From the shackles of death;
My tears are turning into vapors
Against my warm cheeks
That are burning because of
The salt in my oozing sweat.
I am barely able to take a step;
And yet I am pushed to walk
To feel the bruising pain of
The fetters around my ankles.

Holding an old and rusty cup
Of a few gulps of dirty water,
And walking with clumsy steps,
With my hands inside the cuffs:
Which are designed such that
The fingers turn hard and stiff;
They cannot clasp anything
Except for heavy rocks of burden.
After a lifetime of carrying them
I am thrown in a deserted land
Like an unfed defenseless animal.
My mouth is parched of thirst,
And I cannot even bring the cup
To my lips as it cuts my wrists
That will make me bleed to death.

I want to take a few breaths
To live a few moments more,
Even in this dying hope
To get a glimpse of you.
Because you know my darling,
You are worth dying for.
Even a hazy memory of you
Adds a drop of life in me.

It is time; I surrender to death
By getting fed into the inferno.
I shout and scream for mercy;
My screeching throat tears open
Until it exudes tiny drops of blood;
But they are vaporized instantly
Due to the blaze of the raging fire.
But something flashed before my eyes
A moment before my last breath;
Then I smiled and embraced my end.

With you always by my side,
I was never left alone!
You were my guardian angel.
So I was not unfortunate after all:
To have no bonds, no memories,
No sorrows, no joys, no love -
A life without struggles or feelings!
If I had absolutely nothing to lose,
I would have left empty-handed
With nothing to leave behind,
Except for loneliness and regret.
Instead, I realized how lucky I was:
With my share of love and joy,
I had something precious to lose,
Something which I left behind;
That made my life worth living.

© Amit Herlekar

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Title : Sorry, Panache

I don't think you'll ever trust me or talk to me again.
All my attempts to apologize will go in vain.
These feelings of my heavy hearted guilt.
Will now make me unbend my emotional tilt.

But I wonder even if I fix myself..
Will that day ever come when you'll revisit my shelf?
That day when you'll unblock me and send..
"Hey Phoenix, you're still my friend."

pitch-dark nights/

by authur michael tupu

I sit under trees sketching
the things that could've been
on the black and white canvas
five light years away.

you jog my memory,
to a place I once knew,
and whisper whistles
in the pitch dark,

of stabbing words winding
down my chest chirping
gurgling sounds that
reverberate 'round
the weeping chest.

a chest-
of empty drawers drawn
silhouettes hollowing out
everything I once knew,
I'm beginning to hate even
the beautiful things.

you whisper out
whirling songs waving
at mosaics and frescoes
fuming in situ for-ever
because they couldn't dance

but I enjoy, I actually do—
for a little while when
you're caliginous, when
the twigs and sprigs dance,

moving in sync with the world,
the sky and the oceans,
and yet two things
remain unbothered
—peace and silence.
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Deadly hunger

I have seen that one person begged,
Other person insulted his fellow being,
And the other person cried for his condition.

I have seen people selling their body,
I have seen one died, and
Other inviting the death.

I have seen one in misery,
Other fighting to end the misery,
And other mentally broke down in it.

I have seen the starvation of children,
I have seen men working hard, and
The old seeking for help.

I have seen false promises of politicians,
Flop ideas of business men,
Which told to end hunger and poverty.

Hunger, a six letters word,
Running the world with ruthless,
Where it has no permanent end.

S NAVEEN
23-06-2022
#poetry #SN #review

I asked !
Why are you breaking my heart into pieces ?
She replied !
I will make a big monument from the broken pieces of your heart ,
I asked !
why will you make a monument from the pieces of my broken heart ?
She replied !
Because it is the symbol of unconditional love ,
I asked !
Then why you wanna break it ?
She replied !
As , i wanna share this infinite love with whole world ,

© Ch.Irfan .

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So one high college student decided to find a virgin girl and.. Marry her. One summer day he walks around the campus and catches a glimpse of wonderful young lady not far from him. "Hi whats up? Everything's fine. What's your name cute babe? My name's Alice. Are you a virgin, Alice? No. Why should I be? Ok, ok, he decides to visit a public school and at the doorstep be notices a pretty little chick with an angel smile. Hi, little chick ! How are you doing? Am doing well. What's your name? Alice. Hmmmmm. Are you a virgin? Are you mad, dude? Of cause not! The dissapointed fellow travels further and visits middle classes and then he visits primary classes but the output is always the same: all girls bear the name of Alice and all of them are not perfect already. The disappointed dude finally decides to try his luck in a kindergarten. Now he strolls around the premises and catches a look of nice blonde smiling baby. Look baby, he says, how old are you ? I am 5 sir. Hm, and whats your name pretty child ? I am Alice sir! Now the student completely looses his temper. He starts jumping and yelling, screaming curses and threats, the kid looks frightened and about to cry. O tempora, o mores! , he yells, such a little child, such an innocent little kid, and she is already an ALICE !!!!!
Andy Ronzhin
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Out of place
Out of pictures
I know you're put off
It's for many, i guess
It's quite funny by the window
As i reached
In the pencil case, is a letter erased
Covering up, my metamorphosis
Is Sui generis, don't even know the fuck that means
It leaves stains on tissues, holding and covering my eyes sometimes
Overdramatic loser
As i hold my breath forever sometimes
It's not gone
I'm serious, i may be frustrated
Writing same lines over and over
I keep a ciggerate lit pressed on my shoulder
Burning flesh like that time i saw two dead bodies covered in grease lifted over
Burned in electric oven
As their ashes rises somewhere
I don't believe in heaven
So it might mix into the water that i drink
I mean, it's filtered
My flesh burn elapsed several days
A rebellious naive act
Young age to blame
I'm still young
Just trying a little harder
As this time i fall from life
I might never start over
Now you know why
Yea?
Your dreamy eyes catches off guard
Like i know you want me unravel goodness
In me
I know you don't exist but still
The question lingers, is it even a question
Not good at much of anything off of the list
And somewhere i know ain't gonna be missed, So
Let me pullover some more the blanket
I'm lost, i guess
Alone and i trek between the foggy mountains
Spiralling inside the fog
My own self mythologies
Of Gods and ambitions
Surface out on the unconcerned eyes
I know you don't care
Bamboozled by electricity
I might sing this lullaby out in the lamppost
Lighten road, screaming out of my life
And there's somehow an Ad Nauseam
Certainly Rippling through your empty hallroom space
How about address every wrongs i've done
Or how about change all of me
Present myself for you to see
I can't even get my ass to college
It's a drag
How my god has made me
Is it even possible to come out
Come home
Where the house is broken
Polyphony of silence and creepy smile masks
It's just life
We drift past our abuses
We drift past the betrayals
Cause it's not good standard civil standing
Said probably by Uncle Sam
But my digression has a point
As Chocolate cake covered with more chocolate tastes nice, you were there that day, in real, in flesh, just my ego drunk like an alcoholic mess, and after then
It clicked
Love happens in seconds
And hop into the bed
It's maximum loving you wanna try.
Just kidding
It's a joke
Clock's swirling upon the rotting past unknown
And ugly?
Well i am your guy
This thing is too long
And i might be too gone
But make it last the beloved ones on your arms
Till it sinking inevitable loss
And gone
Like a ash somewhere
Possibly in my glass of water
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