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  • Poetry ( A Mess Of Unfinished Thoughts)

    A poetry is your thoughts projected on paper with a rhyme, But I can't write a poetry. Maybe because my thoughts are all over the place, A mess of unfinished feelings. Emptiness... the least way I could describe it. They tell me to be happy, But what they don't know is that I'm a self-...

    Tags: poetry thoughts

  • The Clarity

    When the last traces of the excess adrenaline that was released into you for reacting sanely to the Shock you just faced, start fading away, they project a sense of clarity at the back of the head.(Yeah! too deep! read that line again if needed :P (*I did :P)). This sense of clarity is something ...

    Tags: thoughts mind spirit think

  • The lost soul

    Marred by the faint voice in her head,The last one standingShe obeyedIt was her best friend, it was her worst enemyFighting her inner demonsThe lost soulFraught not with answersQuestions aboundAm I here or just lost and foundFaces come and faces goMere charactersIn this play of hazy existence&nbs...

    Tags: life thoughts musings poetry

  • Love

    Love, huh? You're asking me to love you? Well honey, didn't you know? Someone like me, we find love in downing bottles vodka night after night, to lose the demons in our head. We find love in dropping LSD , to find ourselves in the keleidoscopic plain. We find love from dollar bills and razorblad...

    Tags: thoughts love

  • You Who

    for what is in here, it can't be bought. you can get the essence, to enjoy it you must be free .   for what is in here, it can't be traded. you can experience the source, to reach it you ought to be pure.     for what is in here , it can't be claimed. you can feel the sp...

    Tags: love universe poetry existent self life feeling death freedom thoughts

  • Stars That Never Shone

    For some queer reason I have not been able to rest my eyelids today. For some reason the whiskey I used to bleach my veins with, to fill my heart with bliss till it reeked of numb ecstasy has not been able to achieve its daily feat.The fears that once clawed at my window panes, are laughing again...

    Tags: Incoherence Nights Drowning Thoughts Death Story

  • Running out of time.

    She was working hard at her study, and like any other human being, thought of taking a break. She got off her hard, cold, uncomfortable steel chair and walked to her living room. She switched on the air cooler and plopped on her soft and fluffy sofa in a way that resembled the motion of a sack of...

    Tags: Story Thoughts Identity Insanity Death Suicide

  • Addiction

    I tried it for the first time today Felt exciting, felt exhilarating, Finally did something I'm not supposed to. It's not a big deal Everybody does it. I know I have a hard time letting go But I know, I can stop whenever I want.   I went out ...

    Tags: Poetry Escape Poem Thoughts Illness Drugs

  • Pneuma

    Superficial clouds of judgement has overshadowed our true spirit of embracing nature, in modern times. Evolution has diverted our state of mind into various institutionalised fragments, which we tend to succumb to. We are born with a powerful consciousness, which we are supposed to naturally chan...

    Tags: Travel Experiences Thoughts

  • My Closet

    I have a closet, Just like many others. Some keep theirs wide open With everything on display. Some keep theirs closed shut, Like they have something to hide. I like to keep mine locked, Covered with a nice white sheet. It's usually there, by the supplies; Nice, quiet and neat. Every no...

    Tags: Poetry Life Memories Content Happiness Self Thoughts