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sharkeeeey · 21 days
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shaikhraheen · 2 months
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SAYING "I LOVE YOU"
IT QUITE OVERRATED AND BROING .
Lafzon mein simati Hui Mohabbat Kaun samajh Paya Hai Aaj Tak.
Meri aankhon mein likhi hui sabse khubsurat gazal Tum Ho
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ecoamerica · 25 days
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his-heart-hymns · 7 months
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There is a love I reminisce like a seed I've never sown. Of lips that I am yet to kiss and eyes that have never met my own.Hands that wrap around my arms that feel like home.I wonder how do I miss these things I've never known.
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think-through-pen · 4 months
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To Shakespeare:
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Love's labour is not lost,
for there sprouts Amaryllis
on the graves of the parted ones
who dream of purple poppies.
And ravens frequent with lilies
in their beaks.
Much ado about nothing;
a string of cries from the grave
sting the hearts of the owls—
ah, that's why they are awake
even at night...
A midsummer night's dream
swept over the starless night—
horrific hauntings haunting haunts of
haunted ones;
nightmares turned to dust
only to rise from their ashes
to haunt the undaunted.
Love's labour did not win,
for there lies beside the lover
the remains of her beloved
beneath the corpses of the leaves—
leaving love lost in myriad mazes
of unrequited cries that would only
return the empty echoes:
another form of nightmare,
O Shakespeare!
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tasavvur-e-jaana · 6 months
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thehro (stay)
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Ek lafz aur sau baatein, Jo zubaan par hai magar keh nahi paate, Thehro.
Sehra ki ret si, band mutthi mein fisalti hui, Shamaa band kamre mein haule se jalti hui, Ek shaam aur sau mulakaatein, Thehro.
Kya haal e dil, kya jaan e sabab, Kya waqt ka taqazaa, kya raahein beadab, Wahi muntazir nagme gungunatey, Thehro.
Bune afsaano ka galaa ghont kar, Aankhon mein harsat, arz honth par, Kehte hue hain alfaaz dagmagaatey, Thehro.
Dehliz ke uss paar kadam e dost hai, Phir tanhaai e aagosh mein soz hai, Ek baar aur charaagh e ashq hain jalaatey, Thehro.
Ek lafz aur saikadon baatein, Kehne ki himmat jo nahi kar paatey, Thehro.
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One word and a hundred emotions, Buried deep with extreme commotions, Stay.
Slipping as the beach sand through the fingers, An ache makes its home, forever lingers, One evening and a hundred telling actions, Stay.
Constricting the soul with ashened shards, Feelings like gold with dragon as a guard, One string and a million vibrations, Stay.
Massacred fantasies, made up scenes, Dewy eyes, masked faces unseen, One silent request and a million implications, Stay.
A friend whose shadow is out the door, Sound of footsteps fading on the floor, A knife to the heart and thousand lacerations, Stay.
One word and a million emotions, Left unsaid, tumultuous notions, Stay.
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poetichumanities · 2 months
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Apathy
Copyright: the Poetic side of Humanities Apparently, my crush ignored me and I was hankering for his appearance Candidly, the poem's name wasn't "Apathy" Thơ và bản dịch tiếng Việt trên Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=61556352400643
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mystique-moonflower · 9 months
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I Want to Spend a Birthday in a Graveyard
(soooo... I turn 23 today. I wanted to be concerned for having written something so macabre today but meh. whatever. Enjoy:))
In the realm where shadows embrace, I have felt death's kiss, a gentle trace.  A fleeting touch upon my face, a whisper of mortality's grace.   In that moment, time stood still, as life's essence began to spill.  A dance with fate, a delicate thrill,  A reminder of destiny's will. Oh, death's kiss, so close, so near, In patient anticipation, I did dwell, within a coffin, my skin withered and peeling. Awaiting the final nail, I reside.
In me, the skin crawls, yet part like wood, rotten and dry.  A realization, deep and true, that within, decay does brew. In the realm of dreams, we shall reside, where time's embrace is cast aside.  No need to wander, no need to roam, for in slumber's realm, I find a home waiting. 
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littleflowerfaith · 1 month
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For beauty with sorrow
Is a burden hard to be borne:
The evening light on the foam, and the swans, there;
That music, remote, forlorn.
- Walter De La Mare
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vaidehi-raghunatha · 2 months
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odausten · 7 months
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To a person I know :)
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You have brown eyes, but still. Somehow.
Your eyes are the kind that's of the storm.
Guess under your skin there's another sky.
Guess in your soul there's always dawn.
Because you're the kind of sun that cares
Since when you look at it, it doesn't burn
And not the kind of night that scares
And not the rain that locks you in your room
And your mind is something I can understand
Understand but never think the way you do
And honestly this time I do not think it's bad
Since it's not like anyone can be like you.
You're just the polaroid pictures taken at summer,
That feel so familiar yet so go damn unreal.
Or some popular indie song's cover,
Because I guess art's supposed to make people feel.
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qaasid · 2 years
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floweryblume · 1 year
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Happiness will come in late March
It will knock on my wooden door,
And enter my light brown cottage.
It will be accompanied by Spring,
Who just recently visited my garden.
We will have tea together
And talk about flowers and birds.
The forest sun will be warm
And welcoming for everyone.
Happiness will come in late March
And I will accept it with love.
Feb 1, 2023
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his-heart-hymns · 6 months
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While we all share the same night but the darkness that envelops us is uniquely our own.
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"I can't say her name, because it was dangerous in our house so close to the water. Was she a boy's make-believe friend or a beehive breathing inside the walls?"
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Lorsque le monde se dérobe sous mes pieds,
lorsque respirer me fait souffrir,
tu ne trembles pas.
Tu ouvres tes bras,
puissants mais délicats.
Et lorsque tu dis
« ne t’inquiète pas »,
en me serrant fort contre toi,
tu me sauves à chaque fois.
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When the world is crumbling under my feet,
when every breath I take hurts,
you do not waver.  
You open your arms,
strong yet delicate.
And when you say
“do not worry”,
holding me close against you,
you save me every time.
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