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rupeshacharya · 1 year
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The Confession Of Europe
The epicenter of all the atrocities,and the source of all the calamities,Europe has created several casualties,when it colonized the far and the vicinities. captives were killed or held behind the bars,empathy was shown in its sparse,during the two greatest wars,that left us with everlasting scars. You are the seat of cultural deity,which sometimes shows some insanity,you also showed many…
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prateem14-blog · 2 years
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Words are the killer of your soul- a poem by p.s.
Words are the killer of your soul- a poem by p.s.
Man is hidden behind his words,His tongue is the curtain over his soulWhen the tide of winds lifts off the curtains,The secrets of his interior are exposed wide open. Then you get to see the marvelous pearls or the scorpion hidden,you get to see if there lies a gold or a venomous snake in him.And while the mind perceives Reality.The senses and the ears always rely on the promises of the words of…
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bookmarkquinn · 4 years
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Poem in the sun
Surfer Dude
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t100g · 7 years
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Heartbreak
The heartbreak won’t leave you It will stare you right in the face Lie on the bed next to you Like a dead ghost, a dormant rock
It will weigh you down Until you know you can go no further Until you know you are helpless And hit that dial on the phone
It will sit right across the hall And make faces like an annoying child Call you his or her name again and again Drag behind you if you run away
It…
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convolutedbeing · 10 years
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There Was A Girl
there was a girl and the universe amazed her.
so she bought books upon books
of the planets, the stars, and the cosmic unknowns.
  there was a girl and she loved to dream.
so she floated to the clouds
and dove deep into the sea
with merry merpeople.
and so she dreamt and she dreamt
even with eyes wide open.
  there was a girl full of hopes and dreams.
there was a girl springing with life and joy.
yes, there was a girl.
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rupeshacharya · 1 year
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An Innocent Terrorist
Mine is the only right way,do not listen to what others say,If you follow me anyway,ahead are your brightest days. We can blast the famous cities,without revealing our identities,we can spread many calamities,and create a lot of casualties. It may take a toll on several lives,and we can abduct the sceptics’ wives,but our faith in God will always thrive,towards God’s path we always strive. I’ll…
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rupeshacharya · 1 year
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A Day Of A Day Trader
A Day Of A Day Trader
I took leave from my routine job,I don’t wanna be one among the mob,I don’t want to steal or rob,but I wanna travel around the globe. All my desires are set at par,I would like to buy a car,that could take me anywhere far,and also to the clubs and bar. It’s always my deepest passion,to buy a colossal seaview mansion,which is built in the latest fashion,and the cutest one in the entire…
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rupeshacharya · 1 year
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The Poisoned Love
We’re in love for many years,He was with me in smiles and tears,We enjoyed the jealousy of our peers,We don’t heed any negative that nears. We both were living decently,and we just loved innocently.Our way ahead shone lucently,and things were smooth until recently, Out of blue came a proposal,which I couldn’t give any opposal,but instead my relationship to disposal,without any traces of its…
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rupeshacharya · 1 year
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Confession Of A Holy Drinker
I already crossed the border line,I growled like a dirty swine,I declared this’ll be the last of mine,looking at the glass of wine. Spirits has melted all my health,thus it drained my entire wealth.The way it works is a bitter stealth,that it will accompany till my death. I can recall my ever first drink,as I consumed, my throat began to shrink,my face made itself a minor prink,and I ended up…
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rupeshacharya · 2 years
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Self-Destruction
Let’s check the case of suicide,where one does not see the flip side. His griefs, misery, helplessness all matters,but do not care about hearts he shatters. If that moment was skipped somehow,he might be living even now. Something once his only subject,will realize later as a silly object. Suicide does not require fortitude,neither need to live in solitude. All it needs an extreme…
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rupeshacharya · 2 years
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The Next Gen. Business
Once I saw an ad in the paper,That offers wealth to all who’re pauper.The firm that deals with gold and copper,Though it lacks an address proper. At once I dialed to apply,In half a second I got the reply,Asked me whether I can supply,If so, wealth will begin to ply. Gold and copper are different schemes,Gold deals with cosmetic creams,And copper has cleansers that gleams,And they’re sold in…
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rupeshacharya · 2 years
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A fall
My fear of death started to sway,so I thought of running away. Leaving behind my parents and wife,because the fear has engulfed my life. a fear that took all my hope,and the life to come I can’t cope. They’re in every nook and corner,and Kabul lost its rest of honour. Our leader escaped in last night flight,though he knows that we’re in plight. All our hope was only on him,but for him it was…
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rupeshacharya · 1 year
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He Left Us
Sitting in this abandoned chair,I recalled my friend who left it here,The one whose virtues are rich and rare,which I thought it’ll be good to share. At my workplace he’s the senior,though by age, he’s many times junior,Who’s he for me is somewhat unclear,but it’s confirmed that he’s a warrior. He was seated at a serene place,which is free from all the menace,he performed untiringly with…
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rupeshacharya · 1 year
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An Abandoned Diary
On a day which was dreary,I found something very leary.It was a blue bound diary,which I guess belongs to a fairy. As I scrolled across its pages,Its lines took me through several ages,definitely it’s not for saints and sages.but for the unquenched, locked up in cages. I don’t have any idea about its author,all I know that’s the least thing to bother,from all the signs that I could gather,it’s…
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rupeshacharya · 1 year
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The Gateway To Divorce
The Gateway To Divorce
I’ve seen only the best from you,I’ve sunk in the lust to you,only when I put a test on you,I came to realize the rest from you, You’d hide your horseplay from me,I thought you’ll have a fair play with me,but throughout it was downplay for me,and it’s always on display to me. When love was blooming like a flower,I thought I’ve nothing to cover.When love was in it’s peak of power,I could…
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rupeshacharya · 1 year
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The Significance Of Wagah
We were together once,but when nationalism gained its bounce,and when racism started to pounce,our abundant brotherhood shrunk to an ounce. Temple bells made some frustrated,Azan made others irritated,in between humanity was underrated,and they agreed to get separated. Forest include lions and bears,they do survive without much fears,but with brother’s blood our face we smears,and at both sides…
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