How soon The rains did throw you to the grounds How soon You lay prostrate, Found a crack within the ground to bury your face How soon, The walls don’t hear voice Then suddenly voices from the chambers appear like a dream These walls have broken down to give way, To the crowd You did lose your innocence But it was nothing compared to how the moon judged you differently previously, After that first kiss The numbers were few who told you to continue Then you did Now you have succeeded in throwing fire into the crowd They will cry for themselves They will throw their tears unto you They will shout every moan to the heavens They will mention your name like a curse And the heavens will descend onto earth, On a horse with scrolls And the scrolls will be spread even amongst those who weren’t part of the crowd. Even ghosts will feel your fire And be spread, your sorrows These fires will burn your sorrows into ashes The ashes will be stored in vessels And the vessels shall be shared, Like a cattle sacrificed on the seventh moon. Time passes, but the clouds don’t reckon your changing colours The clouds will turn dark And change into grey quickly Then switch to faint Just to camouflage your changing faces Hamstar.Invictus A crowd smelling of gasoline

A crowd smelling of gasoline #poem

How soon
The rains did throw you to the grounds
How soon
You lay prostrate,
Found a crack within the ground to bury your face
How soon,
The walls don’t hear voice
Then suddenly voices from the chambers appear like a dream
These walls have broken down to give way,
To the crowd
You did lose your innocence
But it was nothing compared to how the moon judged you differently previously,
After that first kiss
The numbers were few who told you to continue
Then you did
Now you have succeeded in throwing fire into the crowd
They will cry for themselves
They will throw their tears unto you
They will shout every moan to the heavens
They will mention your name like a curse
And the heavens will descend onto earth,
On a horse with scrolls
And the scrolls will be spread even amongst those who weren’t part of the crowd.
Even ghosts will feel your fire
And be spread, your sorrows
These fires will burn your sorrows into ashes
The ashes will be stored in vessels
And the vessels shall be shared,
Like a cattle sacrificed on the seventh moon.
Time passes, but the clouds don’t reckon your changing colours
The clouds will turn dark
And change into grey quickly
Then switch to faint
Just to camouflage your changing faces
Hamstar.Invictus A crowd smelling of gasoline

Shivay Singh

#gone gone #Life

v kushwaha

Feelings kbhi kbhi kch chizo ko jane dena chahiye qki jo aapki hai vo aapse kbhi door hi nhi hoti gone means gone

gone means gone

Ankit

Gone are the days when sleep was an obstacle for our never-ending chats and , and nothing else. #Gone #gone #yqbaba

#gone #gone #yqbaba

Diwa

Someone who knows When to make me laugh; Someone who senses When tears are far better Than empty smiles... "Sense" #Sense #diwa #ygbaba

"Sense" #sense #diwa #ygbaba

Diwa

And, sometimes, We don't Need words To proclaim What's apparent And gleaned; A lot of instances, We merely have To remain silent And feel. "Sense" #Sense #diwa #yqbaba

"Sense" #sense #diwa #yqbaba

And, sometimes,
We don't
Need words
To proclaim
What's apparent
And gleaned;
A lot of instances,
We merely have
To remain silent
And feel. "Sense"

#Sense #diwa #yqbaba

Manish Upreti

हाथ से रेत की तरह फिसलती है ! इसकी ये कहानी कुदरती है !! कितना भी रोक लो ये नहीं रुकेगी ! ये उम्र है साहेब, ये चलती है और चलती है !! It's gone and gone.....

It's gone and gone.....

Puneeth Gangatakar S

ಸೆಳೆಯಿತು ನನ್ನ "ಕಣ್ಣು" ನಿನ್ನ ಕಂಗಳಲ್ಲಿ ನನ್ನ ಕಾಣಲು! ಬಯಸಿದೆ "ಕಿವಿ"ಯು ಸದಾ ನಿನ್ನ ಸ್ವರವ ಆನಂದಿಸಲು !! ಮನವರಳಿಸಿದೆ "ಮೂಗು" ತಾಗಿ ನಿನ್ನ ಘಮಲು ! ಕಾದಿದೆ "ನಾಲಿಗೆ"ಯು ಸವಿಯಲು ನಿನ್ನ ಕೈರುಚಿ !! ಹೊತ್ತಿಹುದು "ಜ್ವಾಲೆ" ಚರ್ಮಕ್ಕೆ ನಿನ್ನ ಸ್ಪರ್ಶಕ್ಕೆ ಕಾದು ! ಪಂಚೇಂದ್ರಿಯಗಳು ನಿನ್ನ ಅಧೀನ ! ನಿನ್ನೊಂದಿಗೆ ಈ ಜನ್ಮ ಅಂತಿಮ !! ಜೀವವೇ ನೀನಾಗಿರಲು ನಾಯಾರೇ ಜಂಗಮ ??! ಪಂಚೇಂದ್ರಿಯ ಪರಿಪೂರ್ಣ ಪ್ರೇಮ ! ಜೊತೆಯಗಿರಲದೇ ಪ್ರೇಮ ಸಂಗಮ !! ©Puneeth Gangatakar S #Sense

#sense #Love