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Forever lost in a sea Of self hatred, doubt, and misery I turn to the only thing That makes me feel free And in this darkened room My eyes struggle to see The bleak future Lying in wait for me I drink and drink and drink Until the colors fade to be. I drink to forget Abysmal reality. They say you can achieve anything But it's worse if you try They'll make you believe anything The bitter truth of a lie Forever lost in a sea Of self hatred, doubt, and misery I turn to the only thing That makes me feel free And in this darkened room My ey

Forever lost in a sea Of self hatred, doubt, and misery I turn to the only thing That makes me feel free And in this darkened room My eyes struggle to see The bleak future Lying in wait for me I drink and drink and drink Until the colors fade to be. I drink to forget Abysmal reality. They say you can achieve anything But it's worse if you try They'll make you believe anything The bitter truth of a lie Forever lost in a sea Of self hatred, doubt, and misery I turn to the only thing That makes me feel free And in this darkened room My ey

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I urged her to fling away The rotting vestiges of pain And try the counterpart Of vicious recalling; Yet, she angrily declined My unsolicited concern; Then, she haltingly explained That what I suggested Would be sorely tantamount To the undesired appearance Of an abysmal chasm That would simply fester, Unbeknownst-- Deep within her psyche. It was then that I discerned Why she kept her memories Thriving, despite The discomfort they gave. For, she'd rather face them, Head on, rather than accept The blessed state Of enforced amnesia And pretended ignorance. "Unsolicited Concern" I urged her to fling away The rotting vestiges of pain And try the counterpart Of vicious recalling; Yet, she angril

I urged her to fling away The rotting vestiges of pain And try the counterpart Of vicious recalling; Yet, she angrily declined My unsolicited concern; Then, she haltingly explained That what I suggested Would be sorely tantamount To the undesired appearance Of an abysmal chasm That would simply fester, Unbeknownst-- Deep within her psyche. It was then that I discerned Why she kept her memories Thriving, despite The discomfort they gave. For, she'd rather face them, Head on, rather than accept The blessed state Of enforced amnesia And pretended ignorance. "Unsolicited Concern" I urged her to fling away The rotting vestiges of pain And try the counterpart Of vicious recalling; Yet, she angril

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Stop with the tears, my dear; Cease the heaving, grovelling sighs And endless snivelling, I hear. Let go of the ancient memories And dry those eyes in tears. You knew that this wasn't easy; You deemed the ghastly deluge Of all that's abysmal and queasy; Yet, you chose to relent; You opted to go through it, still. So, permit us both some slumber; Allow us both some breathers; Because, we're both getting too old For the shallow, childish games That we once desired and played. Life has never been a paradise-- Nor was it ever meant to be hell; But, we're both still alive-- Even when my dog-eared pages Are all but filled with the dead. The erstwhile passages written On me are starting to fade; It's time to discard the ache; Make way, instead, for jouissance And something more relevant Like self-respect and self-love. "Diary Talk" Stop with the tears, my dear; Cease the heaving, grovelling sighs And endless snivelling, I hear. Let go of the ancient memor

Stop with the tears, my dear; Cease the heaving, grovelling sighs And endless snivelling, I hear. Let go of the ancient memories And dry those eyes in tears. You knew that this wasn't easy; You deemed the ghastly deluge Of all that's abysmal and queasy; Yet, you chose to relent; You opted to go through it, still. So, permit us both some slumber; Allow us both some breathers; Because, we're both getting too old For the shallow, childish games That we once desired and played. Life has never been a paradise-- Nor was it ever meant to be hell; But, we're both still alive-- Even when my dog-eared pages Are all but filled with the dead. The erstwhile passages written On me are starting to fade; It's time to discard the ache; Make way, instead, for jouissance And something more relevant Like self-respect and self-love. "Diary Talk" Stop with the tears, my dear; Cease the heaving, grovelling sighs And endless snivelling, I hear. Let go of the ancient memor

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|| Cancer #2 || I was not fine. Something was wrong. I car-parked my solar powered confidence into my legs and got out of bed. Although I was just some sixty centimetres above the ground, the ground felt like the end of an abysmal worry. But no. It wasn’t the end, but just the beginning of the abyss. *CAPTION* || Cancer #2 || I was not fine. Something was wrong. I car-parked my solar powered confidence into my legs and got out of bed. Although I

|| Cancer #2 || I was not fine. Something was wrong. I car-parked my solar powered confidence into my legs and got out of bed. Although I was just some sixty centimetres above the ground, the ground felt like the end of an abysmal worry. But no. It wasn’t the end, but just the beginning of the abyss. *CAPTION* || Cancer #2 || I was not fine. Something was wrong. I car-parked my solar powered confidence into my legs and got out of bed. Although I

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BE A TRUE WRITER...✍🏻✍🏻 So... Can You...? Roam the world in a second Forgive all your backbiters Have the strong relationship with nature Want to Kiss the first ray of sunshine...? (Read Full Body In Caption👇👇👇) Wanna Win Everyone?...Be A Writer... A true Writer🥳🙈 (Full body in Caption below 👇👇👇) #writer #be_a_true_writer #poetry #naturediariesbyarpi

BE A TRUE WRITER...✍🏻✍🏻 So... Can You...? Roam the world in a second Forgive all your backbiters Have the strong relationship with nature Want to Kiss the first ray of sunshine...? (Read Full Body In Caption👇👇👇) Wanna Win Everyone?...Be A Writer... A true Writer🥳🙈 (Full body in Caption below 👇👇👇) #writer #be_a_true_writer #poetry #naturediariesbyarpi

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it's crazy to wait for you here till the clock strikes 11:11 but curse is what sometimes the hope looks like. O saathi o saath o saathi, Teri chitti, patri re aayenaa (Read the caption) I'm sitting at the corner of the cafe in old streets of Manali. The smoke of coffee is twirling around my fingers and I'm ambiguously loo

it's crazy to wait for you here till the clock strikes 11:11 but curse is what sometimes the hope looks like. O saathi o saath o saathi, Teri chitti, patri re aayenaa (Read the caption) I'm sitting at the corner of the cafe in old streets of Manali. The smoke of coffee is twirling around my fingers and I'm ambiguously loo

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Of the 'LOVE'. "The love at first sight"may be reverie for juveniles;but it breaks in a very short time as the reality smacks them in the face and then they misdefine the true connotation of 'love';& not all the time only adolescents fail to define or perceive it;the misconception can be engendered at any stage in one's mind; utterly depends how the people present it around him & how he responses? \\ Caption\\ ... I often listen the word 'Deceit Love'.How abysmal expression is it;the gloom-ridden adjective can't modify it appropriately ,the elegance a

Of the 'LOVE'. "The love at first sight"may be reverie for juveniles;but it breaks in a very short time as the reality smacks them in the face and then they misdefine the true connotation of 'love';& not all the time only adolescents fail to define or perceive it;the misconception can be engendered at any stage in one's mind; utterly depends how the people present it around him & how he responses? \\ Caption\\ ... I often listen the word 'Deceit Love'.How abysmal expression is it;the gloom-ridden adjective can't modify it appropriately ,the elegance a

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it's crazy to wait for you here till the clock strikes 11:11 but curse is what sometimes the hope looks like. O saathi o saath o saathi, Teri chitti, patri re aayenaa (Read the caption) I'm sitting at the corner of the cafe in old streets of Manali. The smoke of coffee is twirling around my fingers and I'm ambiguously loo

it's crazy to wait for you here till the clock strikes 11:11 but curse is what sometimes the hope looks like. O saathi o saath o saathi, Teri chitti, patri re aayenaa (Read the caption) I'm sitting at the corner of the cafe in old streets of Manali. The smoke of coffee is twirling around my fingers and I'm ambiguously loo

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Fusten me with the overwhelming shape of the tridents. Shelter the occult and the vile in the winds of ethereal destruction. Slow down the fear of death, until the out cry of the eternal devours me to cosmic luck. (Caption..) Brave the non-time, fiery and imperious, to set the reminiscent thoughts on fire. Fusten me with the overwhelming shape of the thousand trid

Fusten me with the overwhelming shape of the tridents. Shelter the occult and the vile in the winds of ethereal destruction. Slow down the fear of death, until the out cry of the eternal devours me to cosmic luck. (Caption..) Brave the non-time, fiery and imperious, to set the reminiscent thoughts on fire. Fusten me with the overwhelming shape of the thousand trid

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To Hassan, Writing to you, for the first time. Writing about you seemed tough, but it's evident that writing to you is heart-rending, for y

To Hassan, Writing to you, for the first time. Writing about you seemed tough, but it's evident that writing to you is heart-rending, for y