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Sometimes I wish,

I remembered how to write poetry

To pour out those emotions,

Which through mere words aren't possible.

To speak of the ailments of my heart,

In a way that leaves a gentle brush againt you

I wish I could write poetry again

Only to feel like I could show you

How truly I loved you.

I wish I hadn't forgotten how to write,

Or had I ever in the first place?

-SN

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You have it all

You have such a strong mind.

Imagine all the good things you can do with it,

But you chose to suffer.

Sad.

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YET AGAIN

Hey there my soul . How does it feel to get hurt again? To shed a few more tears,

Add a bit more to the ocean you’ve already created.

I bet you’re used to it by now. Aren’t you?

Aren’t you tired of feeling the emptiness?

The feeling of hugging yourself so tight that you could break into a million pieces and never be the same again.

The cycle goes on,

Of me explaining how foolish it is to let your guard down.

Be smart, act mature.

You should really learn to listen I tell you . It’s gonna help when the time comes again for you to hurt .

Hurt skin deep. So deep that you’ll shiver at the thought of it.

Stay strong my soul let’s not show our weakness to the world.

Hold on, it’ll pass.

Then we’ll smile and get up

Spread the love,

And drown in joy.

Until it all comes back for you,

Yet Again.

-R

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Horizon

Ever stood up on the top of the world ?

How did the world look from their, Did you see ?

How no one is far from you and you are not far from me ?

Did you see how small you problems were ?

Did you see no one is at fault and no one is better ?

When you see how big the world is and how small you are,

You seem to realise there is no point in all this dispute

When you see all us together there are no boundaries,

Only Tameless Horizons..

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THE LIGHT

My Gut clenching my body,

Something inside pulling me from beneath my skin.

Sinking my head in the darkness of the silence,

My ears gave up listening,

My eyes couldn't see the light in front of me.

Fighting this war,

The fight I'm winning.

But everyday I lose my spirit,

Until I find it again

One day..

Until then I pack my bag everyday,

Load my gun,

Make up my mind.

To fight one more day,

To reach the undying light.

Where the rays of the sun

Swallow me up,

Fill me with the eternal joy,

Of being one with myself,

Of being whole again.

Living in the dark,

I never realised how Bright is

The light.

-SN

DREAMS

Sometimes I dream about you,

and wake up thinking about you.

Sometimes in that dream when I dream,

I wish I dream about you

And then wake up thinking about you.

But dreams are no reality,

They may be a window to an alternate past,

A better reality.

How can we know ?

For we live and curse our own reality,

And wish that dreams were true.

-SN

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Death, Pleasure Me

I screwed up bad

Was caught red handed.

Here I was on my knees

I begged them please,

All I wanted was a chance to clear the air.

A cigarette was lighted and handed to me,

As long as it burnt was as long as I could speak.

As it burnt shorter my heartbeat grew stronger,

I was drawing sweet death into me.

What happened next was as weird as it seems,

Before I could finish the fag

My heart gave away.

Their gun trigger didn't blow my brains,

Was it my lucky day ?

For nor the gun nor dishonesty,

My sweet pleasure took my Life away.

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Shipwrecked Patterns

The first thing I saw when I came back from the sea,

Was your lifeless body in front of me.

All those memories, monumental dreams

We saw, were now just a fantasy.

I stood motionless in that room

where you and I were made WE.

All of my letters and pictures,

Scattered around you.

Was it a message, what were you trying to tell me.

It was a mess, it didn't make sense to me

The fault was all mine.

After sailing away from you,

Shipwrecked patterns was all I could see.

-SN

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Turmoil

When the storm outside you

Rages stronger than the storm inside

Seek refuge in these verses

That's the only place You've got to hide

Stop all your chores

Your worries and overthinking.

For nothing would yeild good

Nothing would make you good

For then only sorrow will engulf you

And thin air envelope you

Anger won't be take your pain away

It'll remind you that it's here to stay..

Nor would those pills help

They'll only make you numb to the pain

For a small time, they'll bring down the curtains

On the biggest show in the world

Where tears meet blood

Love turns into hate

And all of us are left guessing

What did we lose, what did we find ?

We come so far without realising

What all we've left behind.

-SN

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Nostalgia 1

What can be a better sedative

Than the memory of your humming voice

On a weekend morning.

The smell of coffee and the kind breeze which brushed through your hair.

While I lay their in awe of you.

Numbed of all the pain that I ever had.

-SN

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*Art is my drug*

I plummet into my skin,

A glitter filled needle. 💉

Releasing the star durst

Into my bloodstream.

I feel warmth of the Colors inside me.

Gliding with it, I picked up my paintbrush

To paint the unspoken pains of my heart.

The griefs of my silent nights,

I mapped down on the canvas.

Then I lit a lemon yellow Crayon ,

And buried my head in it's glaze.

I don't remember much,

Things happened quickly.

For I tumbled and fell,

It was chaotic and bloody.

I was on the canvas,

The painting was me.

-SN

Sometime.

When the Sun will shine over the trees,

When the rains will fall slow and steadily,

When my heart is young and my mind is free,

And my eyes are fill with glee.

Sometime I feel there is,

A need for me

To fill blank pages.

With feelings and not mere words,

That’s when I’ll feel and write,

Something not just for you

But something from my heart To Me..

-SN

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I'm a flightless bird

With wings chopped off.

Plucking the tiny joys of seeing the sunrise,

From my caged comfort.

For your joys,

I sometimes flash my wings.

In their complete magnificent grace they shine on you,

Their glare so great and awe-inspiring.

You close your eyes because they outshine you,

Imagine what would happen if I could take flight Using those wings.

You'd be buried under their shadows,

An everlasting shadow as I fly over you,

Flying too close to the sun

Into it I caste myself.

Like that we become one.

-SN

A WONDERFUL MISFIT.

•He was born upside down,

in an odd part of the town.

The doctor exclaimed in his wit,

“He’s a wonderful misfit!”.

He was bound to be different,

he didn’t understand the norms and rules of his fellow beings,

He was smart,

but straight A’s wasn’t his thing.

No one ever understood him,

Maybe that’s why he grew sad and grim.

He wanted to be different,

to follow stereotype he wasn’t prone.

He was always above the society,

a light that shines alone.

When he chose to become a painter,

the society looked away.

Calling him worthless,

questioning his pay.

Cursing his lifestyles,

questioning his hairstyle.

Was he ever right in front of them?

Little did they know, he was a gem!

Everything he accepted,

until that very day.

When they questioned the love of his life,

he knew in this society he couldn’t stay.

What was wrong with her?

Just that she prayed to a different God,

and dressed in a different way?

He packed his bags, and

decided to run away.

He was chased by his society,

drawn out of his safeguard.

The people he once called ‘his own’, took out their daggers and

ended his life.

The society won,

Our hero was buried in a pit.

His only crime was,

That he was a Wonderful Misfit!

-SN

The Chords when they’re played,

The harmonies, the soul

The feeling it’s like the rush.

The ringing in my ears.

I feel like I’m flying,

I may be dying.

You know it’s just too surreal,

When it sounds like your voice.

You talking to me,

Loud and clear.

—SN

I switch on the lights,

See the walls melt away.

Stellar realities fade,

While faces emerge,

And my furniture morphs,

Into the beings of my inner imaginations.

The demons pulling my mind apart.

Stretching the boundaries of time.

They laugh at my reactions,

Heck ! I am doubting my own actions.

The plot is too bizarre,

The act, surreal.

Reality could get scared by just a peep.

So I turn off the lights

And go back to sleep.

—SN

On the ground, I laid down.

Struck a light 🚬

Cracked open the stars,

Under the dimly lit moon.

Why did I take this long to see,

If it was a curse or a boon.

They called me closer, those little men in the sky.

Dancing around they told me their secret,

whispering wonders.

It was nothing I already didn’t know.

Why did I fail to see.

Who I was, it wasn’t me.

My head in the clouds I failed to see,

I had come so far away from me.

— SN

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