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To my Best friend

I never felt a heartbreak
Even at the verge of death ,
But now you make me sick
Your absence makes me grow lonelier,
The day you came into my life,
Like a blue moon ,
Was the most beautiful day of my life
But now ! I feel like why did we meet?
Because deep down my emotions
Are vulnerable to you
The one who prioritised me ,
Is no longer cherishing my presence;
She can live a day without me
And made me live in hell without you ,
Like Shakespeare’s imagery
I want to treasure her presence
Even if it was for an hour,
I remember those days ,
When I used to sleep in your warm embrace
When I got addicted to your  secure smell,
Which even my mother failed to provide,
Now that I am addicted to you
I am afraid of losing you again
So when you called me into your embrace,
I neglected it as I don’t want to suffer again,
I don’t want to lose myself into you again
I now feel like a lost Princess
Who’s stuck in a snow storm,
Screaming her lungs out
But her voice is Frozen
Cannot be heard by the woods
Yet waiting for the right time to recover

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AT THE END OF THE DAY I AM ALL ALONE

BRAVE – TO BE A SUICIDER

Do you think
Suicide is a foolish act ?
Is it a reck less thought?
Are suiciders spineless folks?

I say no !
Few agree so!

Raising the gifted arm,
Feeling guilt for the merciless deed
Slowly tears flourish as flood ,
Flows into thy cheek ,
As River seen a Rain ,
Your hand picks up
The most precious weapon,in pain ,
Tearing apart ,
Each cell,
Each tissue
Each ligament,
Each layer of skin,
Finally breaking
The most trembling part of nervous system,
I can witness something,
I can witness something,
As red as rubies
But flows as blood
Drop by drop ,
Making visible view to a blurry one

Oh! Oh! I can’t see?
Yep you fainted
Am I alive ?
No , you are not .
A dead yet alive soul ,
Grateful for my act ,
I am freed from guilt at last ,
But ,
Erase my every memory
Not even the happier one I need
Erase me as myself,
Help me thine ,
Oh lord ,
Forgetting all ,
The only permanent medication
For THY soul.


Still do you consider suiciders don’t suffer pain ? Are they spineless?

Do you think so ?

Continue reading “BRAVE – TO BE A SUICIDER”

Our last words

"Hold my hands
 
 Fear not 

 For this is our destiny" said he 
 " This is neither a curse nor a gift
   
   But I value it much than my life 

   Coz the death bed awaits

   While I die in your embrace " she said

For THY is the eternal love ❤️

Deepika s

Shadowed love 💕

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Magic ✨✨✨✨

A GIFT OF MAGIC

Magic’,
A wonderful power ,
With or against the nature ,
Interrogation for the seekers,
Exclamation for the children ,
Mystification for the nonconformists
Eyes grasp it as magic ,
Heart beats for it to be the authentic,
Intellect determines it to be mythic,
But in everyone’s life
Magic Blooms,
Will be real
When wishes are fulfilled,
Will be mythical
When hopes are lost,
But. …
Always remember,
Beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder,
As such,
Magic occurs in the lives of the hoped ones,
So,
Magic is real
When you hope
Mythical
When hope vanishes .

– Deepika s

PICTORIAL POEM

“All I Need is a chance”



I am not a hireling for my spouse
Because I am the pillar of my house,
                                                                       

I can swing a sword as well as any sinner

I will put my blood, sweat and tears
To shield my people,

I am pulling myself here not because of
Dowry,
Rather by endurance and bravery


All I need is a chance


I have to be the lamp
To fade away my brood’s darkness


I am a Cosmos flower,
I have to fall, to bloom gorgeously


Don’t judge me
As a pulchritude,
I am the prospicient

This is a picture based poem . Guys try your view on this image and forward your poem here in my blog.

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