When some happenings strikes your heart
You want it vanished but still you can't abort

When some misdeed disturbs your peace
When some strangers bounce back at ease

When you don't wanna have that feeling
Once you had and now it has no meaning

When words were a lot to you
When people made you feel true

When life was full of stars
And suddenly drowned deep into scars

The incidents are now just a past
They are gone but memories won't last

When pain leaves a trace
When fake smiles becomes intro to your race

Just walk ahead my friend dont stumble
Speak it out, Be loud, dont mumble

Rise it higher than ever,
What you need to do is move a step closer

~ vishal

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Scrolling facebook feeds down and down,
Looking for friends in his lonely town.

He had many but talked a few,
Unaware of where life is taking him, he didn't knew.

Waiting for something to happen,
His sixth sense told him something strange,
He started feeling awkwardly insane,
like he was having a sudden brain drain.

He came across many people,
And finally found a girl,
Which he had seen before,
Having a gut feeling to adore.

He headed towards the send button,
And the rest is a mystery my friend.

Maybe Continued...
~vishal

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Na jane kyu khayal aa rahe tum ko dekh kar bus yuhi soche ja rahe hai ..Dekha tha isi jagah tum ko bus ab dekhte ja rahe hai .Na jane tume pata hai ki nahi lekin hum to tumhare diwane hote ja rahe hai .Intazar hai bus us ghadi ka jab tujhe pata chale . Tumhari vo katilana najre kar rhhi hai mujhe ghayal kya kahu tumhare baree tum ho royal .Bus yuhi soch raha hu tumhare bare me is liya likh diya hai poem😊
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Title - 7 things survived the fire

The things which survived the fire
Are the ones I love the most
It is all smoke around me
And it feels like I'm a ghost

There was this dried rose flower
You gave me when we were out the first time
The look at the face of that flower girl
She was confused and giggled like a wind chime

Then the book on the table
I use to read when you behaved like a child
You use to make faces because you never liked it
My house is burning but I still smiled.

Then your loose t-shirt on a hanger
The one which was your favorite and you never wear
It feels more comfortable with every wash
And now I can smell the fire in the air

Then there was this empty fish tank
The one in which Phoebe used to swim
It's empty now after she died
Now the daylight outside is dim

Then the white locket of mine
The one which has my name over it
I always wore it but I don't anymore,
The oxygen is low and it feels like I should quit

Then the empty photo frame
Which used to have a picture of you
I have all the thing in my hand now
And I'm on the floor with them too

Now I hear sirens and people shouting
And devils picked me up wearing red attire
Now I'm in the hospital bed alone in the room
And people outside are saying that 7 Things survived the fire.

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