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[talesbytaru]

The weather's all musty and grey

as if it were to rain, but it wouldn't

Like you're hurt and sad...

and probably all of that is just in my head.

I try...

I try to not be poetic about what I feel

but if this is it,

if this is how literal it could be..

Then I ain't gonna shy away!

Well, the weather's all musty and grey

as if it were to rain, but it wouldn't

Like you're hurt and sad

and that grief has taken over...

taken over the sunset of your smiles.

And I'm right here standing at the bay,

watching it all from miles...

Watching it all from miles!

-Taru

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“It’s so difficult to describe depression to someone who’s never been there, because it’s not sadness. I know sadness. Sadness is to cry and to feel. But it’s that cold absence of feeling— that really hollowed-out feeling.”

— J.K. Rowling

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Yes..poetry is a bit old but it's also quite bold.

-TArini ⚜️

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“You weren’t ready to love, and I wasn’t ready to be hurt.”

— lipstaen

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“I don’t want to be at the mercy of my emotions. I want to use them, to enjoy them, and to dominate them.”

— Oscar Wilde

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“Words can hurt but silence hurts even more in some situations.”

— Marwa Elzeiny

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when summer dies

I cower, daunted behind curtains drawn summer burns hot and angry the sun’s glare so hostile it singes shadows in my sight, When summer shatters, my love, when summer dies, when days grow short and the earth groans sleepily under her blanket of fallen leaves, I’ll come searching for you and your eyes of cool respite I’ll tread my way through the dewy open meadow and the gnarly orchards glowing with the last of the sun-ripe fruit. I’ll come find you in the woods where it’s dark and silence reigns and the air smells of moss and mushrooms and forever I’ll build a citadel in your arms find comfort and protection in the refuge of you gather my strength from the touch of your hands like small smouldering fires and the sweet rustling murmurs of lips barely touching. So wait for me, my love when summer shatters, when summer dies I’ll come searching for you in the woods.

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...being ASKED and being TOLD.

What is it anyway?

You go days without being asked

'How are you?'

and walk miles without being told

'It's okay.'

...being ASKED and being TOLD.

What is it anyway?

-TArini

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Dear Kahna,

I hope, that everytime you find someone giving up on all that they've put efforts in,

you give them a reason to not do so.

I hope that everytime you find someone wrecked, you remind them that

each and every augment and creation

begins with bits and pieces.

I hope that everytime a person feels alone,

you're right by their side.

And I hope that everytime they need you,

you show them that you've never left.

Kanha... I hope, that they

always keep their trust in you

and so shall I too.

My Dear...You are HOPE in itself.

Let us all dwell in your benevolence and

Hey Govind! You who's LOVE himself!

Let our fears rest at your feet and our prayers reach your heart.

Radhe Radhe🙏

-TArini❣️

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December 20, 1929 The early diary of Anaïs Nin, 1903-1977

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“I want you always to remember me. Will you remember that I existed, and that I stood next to you here like this?”

— Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood

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“Be strong enough to let go, and wise enough to wait for what you deserve.”

— Unknown

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With every passing second of time I find myself more lost.

With every brewing chapter of my story

I sing myself a lullaby of misery.

With every budding wish in my heart I remain failed at my attempts to let them come true. Well, forgive me...Dear self.

All I can say is just, "I've been trying."

and I shall too.

-TArini❤️