Folded and thrown like a Paper Plane…

Blown by the wind, away from the shore,

Never to return through the window pane…

Broken by the world, shattered into pieces,

They were the drug making my life insane…

They gave life worth, they gave life meaning,

Didn’t let me feel alone walking an empty lane…

They gave me strength, they gave hope,

They gave me light under clouds of rain…

If world is a cliff, dreams are the ladder,

And from new dreams one can rise again…

I’ll rise again, my dreams will come back,

Like the wind gives wings to a Paper Plane..

This post was originally published on Your Poems, Your Stories at Paper Plane….

Like  someone isolated in a single  car.

Whether you make or you mar

or  you  initiate  a  healthy  war

All these  things  are  worthless  so  far,

leaving  aside  you  as  the  single  star

The day  you  die, you are  just  born

You  can  be  killed, your  spirit can’t  be  torn

Surrounded  by hypocrite friends  and  enemies  hypothetical

Making  your  every  moment  so  critical

Even  enjoyed  your deepest cuts,

remembering  that  the  darkest  hour  has  only  60  minutes

You  alone  have  to  face  the  critics

when  everything  surrounded  turned  into  bricks

Still  you  survive  in  between

a  world  which  is  so  mean -

to  take  advantage

whether  you  do  a  job  or  you  study  in  a  college

You  always  recover  from  your  past

whether  you  were  placed  first  or  at  the  last

Hardly  anyone  helps  you  rise

Still  you  fly  faster  than  all  the  flies

Like  all  the  books  in  the  library,

your  name  is  also  isolated  in  His  diary

You are  alone  even  in  a   group

though  your  life  follows  a  closed  loop

You  have  no  allies  but  only  agents

You  are  a  superpower  like   the  colourless  paints

God  is  alone. Even  He  is  isolated

You  are  the  only  one  whom  he  created

You are  your  father, you  are  your  mother

You are  your brother, you  are  your  sister

Everone  surrounded  is  only  you

It’s  you  and  you  alone  in  the  queue

Sun is  alone, so  is  the  moon

You  will  leave  your  clone  at  the  darkest  noon

With  the  same  pain, the  god  lets  you  off  the  freedom

Which  he  gave  the  day  you  were  created

and  which  you  enjoyed  during a stardom  which  was  isolated.

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I am a wave, HE is the guide
Still HE never takes my side
Never does HE  answers , always ignores
Well , that’s the destiny I endorse

As  usual , the days  passed  by,
Every night I used to weep and cry
For something I didn’t possesss
For something which HE gave me the  less
But one night everything changed around  me
To  re-register  my  faith in the presence of  HE

That dark night , I asked -

” Shower  your grace
  Beautify my face
  Make  me  look  handsome
  Set  my  life  less  cumbersome
  Let  me  grow  healthier
  And  show  me the  ways  to  become  healthier ”

For  me, the  biggest mental freak
That  bleady  dumb  didn’t  speak
At  the  time  for  a fresh  day  to start
I  went  to  the  bed  with   a  hope  in  my  heart
I  woke  up  only  to  see  a  dark  scar  on  my  face
Perhaps  his  only  path  to  be  examined  under  a  trace

And  then  I  heard -

” Both  God  and  Devil  are great
  Both  creates  and  masters  your  fate
  But  Devil  responds to  the  greedy
  And  God  responds to  the  needy ”

I  made  a  mistake  only  to  conclude
Optimism  is  good , but  greediness is  what  you  should exclude
Keep  smiling  and  believe in  the  God
Because  that  Devil  is  ultimately  a  frowd
After  such   a  miraculous  power  presentation
I  have  nothing  left  to  say  about  that  last  conversation.

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She descends from a faraway fairyland
and rises from a radiance
the nature turns connoisseur of her beauty
and all minds are tranquilized of her presence
her actions are emotionless
and she hails justice on the basis of morality
She defeats the gales and the gravity
ceasing the evils of their insanity, yet never fatigued

She is pure like the sacred streams
and walks like an oblivion lost in dreams
she keeps the feelings of her heart untold
and holds no hunger for food, love or gold
her life has no compulsions
and she lives independent of clutches and rules
She lives in divergence of life’s best delights
dedicating her life to others beyond their demise, yet remains unheard

~~ If ever reality and fantasy coalesced,
‘devil’s angel’ would be the world’s princess ~~

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Hate can surge,
Frantically,
Through the blood,
Of the receiver.

I begin to loosen,
My take on the world,
I begin to drink enough,
To fill my body.

Hope bounces off me,
But it never stops,
And it never,
Takes notice.

So I sit,
In a room full of flies,
And I write,
Down my feelings,
On a ragged piece of paper,
I pour my heart out,
But no one is there,
To read.

But I start to feel,
A pulse of hope,
Just a slender,
Spark.

So I crack out of my shell,
Like a bird hatching,
From an egg,
And I See the World..

This post was originally published on Your Poems, Your Stories at I Can Strike You Down Like A Thunderbolt...

You ushered me away from there
And took me by the hand
You showed me how to laugh
And taught me how to stand

You showed me the vast meadows
The ones filled with long green grass
We played there for hours
Until the light turned into dark

Then we walked along a golden road
Lit only by the moon and stars
Until we reached a ballroom
Where we danced both slow and fast

You wrapped me in your warmth
And I made a thoughtful wish
The wind was cool upon my cheek
Where you left your perfect kiss

My wish is still out there
One day I hope it comes true
The happiness you’ve brought me
I wished the same onto you.

This post was originally published on Your Poems, Your Stories at Saving Soul.

selfishness is all you knew.
Your blood sucking ways bled me dry.
left me nothing but an empty shell.
beyond introverted, beyond shy.

you locked away the best parts of me.
and let loose the ugly truths.’
a hideous pattern of self destruction.
your ever growing demon fruits.

your darkness became all i knew.
consuming every happy thought.
to hide away and lie to myself.
became all i ever sought.

Your dark whispers in my ear.
my mercy at your feet.
like a fast approaching thunder storm.
you hit hard and fast and made me weep.

pushing away those who wanted to help.
and those willing to understand.
accepting feelings of loneliness and despair.
i crumbled at your evil command.

It was time for you to go.
but your grasp was tighter than ever.
I tried so hard to break free.
But your power was one that i could not sever.

desperate and losing faith.
suffering some kind of insanity.
with your demon like spirit inside my head.
I was losing grip with humanity.

left with no ounce of self control.
taking everything for granted.
brainwashed by something alien.
anything destructive you had planted.

but when you took the things i loved.
when you left me naked on the floor.
there’s one thing you didn’t count on.
a tiny ounce of will, burried deep within my core.

picking myself up, and brushing myself off.
standing tall with my head held high.
I gathered up all remaining strength.
I sent you packing, i broke the tie.

The pain you caused me.
The desperation you made me feel.
Never again will you be allowed to consume me.
or take away all that i know is real.

I am not the girl i used to be.
the one you selfishly took away.
her innocent mind was never for you
And be sure, one day you will pay.

This post was originally published on Your Poems, Your Stories at Devil In Disguise.

This post was originally published on Your Poems, Your Stories at Lonely but Loved.

more than anything

i’m here for you

no matter what

i’m crying

who am i beating up today?

wanna hang?

yes, i will never back out

i need to talk to you

i’m all ears baybee

i’m scared

i’ll comfort you

i need a hug

i’ll never let go

remember when, i always will

why are you crying?

cause you made me laugh

nobodys cares; i doo!

do you promise? pinky promise

i can’t live without you

you’ll never be without me;

bestfriends:nahh sistaz..

you have been here, through everything,

& you never left my side

i call you when everything goes wrong,

your here no matter what,

now thats one true friend..

     dedicated to my inspiration, Aleashia Nabb<3 Ily!!

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