Would you question someone committing suicide?????
Well I think he /she killed someone who was killing him / her.







Which brings me to my next question,
Is suicide a murder of a self defense???

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As the dew drips from the leaves making them wondrous to view,
As the Sun rises far in the horizon colouring the sky with its perfect hue;
As the rivers nourish the plains, enough for the crops to brew,
So has your love transformed the stone cold heart into something new.

Love, if you could see into my heart, you could see how far it’s come,
Love, if you could see into my heart you could see your name it hums.
Love, if you could see into my heart you could bruises from the past,
Being with you has soothed the heart for it knows being with you will last.

Take me out the heart yells for it doesn’t want to die in vain,
Take me out the heart yells for it wants to feel again.
Your love held its hand and and taught how to love,
Your love succeeded where even Nature fell the in the trough.

The universe may be mystical to a degree more than we think,
The planet maybe a dungeon draining from us our pink;
But the power of our hearts would help us bring balance to this chaos while keeping our love preserved.
So tell me, Love, would you help me unlock the best in each other and save the world ?

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My metaphors reveal
An ocean of nothingness
Silence by silence
Void by void
Pain by pain
I only hope that someday You'll realise
In the abyss of polysemy
Where longing ends,
Love explodes forever.
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Afterwards
An ineffable darkest poetry
Entwined in the forevers.
So think a million times
Before falling for my nothingness
For I'll chase you like no-one ever could.

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Thoughts flood when the heart stops.

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If I leave my pen to bleed, it will but release one though,
What was that damn outcome of the battle we fought ?
If war was our common ground where we decided to spin against,
Then we had lost even before God had started designing his test.

Memories were built and then flushed down the drain,
Cunningness and deceit coursed through her veins.
A story of two people who fell in and out of love,
A match broken by the Heavens above.

His poor heart bled, caught in the crossfire,
Recovery was impossible, in a situation so dire.
For pumping blood was no more her only action,
Now she was a part of a movie, made of reality and fiction.

So he watched the love die, and their future returned to dust,
So he did what no Man must.
Emotions down the river, or so Ive been told,
For the heart that survives, is a heart that's cold.

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He was scooped back in time, a journey he dreaded,
For the path wrung out Life and joys it negated.
Infront of him, stood the love of his life, only now with someone else,
Infront of him, stood his love, now walking of a different parallel.
Eyes wide open, his mind full of doubt,
For now he knew, he was walled out.

He knew his safe house was gone, a place where he found solace,
It occurred to him, his life was scripted in a ocean of madness.
His entire life had been a call of the past,
Answering it seemd to be his mission till he turned to dust.
He jolted himself to reality in search of a Life, mellow,
Only to realise, even if the mountains can't produce sound, they still echo.

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He startled up on a midnight, covered in sweat,
He looked behind to see the pillow and the bed, all soaking wet;
The night hasn't been kind,
For the dreams that came with it, weren't easy for a Man to find;
He looked at my hands, saw his palms shaking,
He looked at myself in the mirror, a haggard in the making.

A haggard in the making, with a heart made of ice and eyes devoid of love,
Almost seems like a devine conspiracy, cradled above.
He couldn't understand the reason of this chaos,
For faith had made him believe, logic runs this Cosmos.
His thoughts came pouring, his mind betrayed him, again;
With all his reflexes kicked back into action, he knew resistance was in vain.

......To be Continued

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Days trudge by, not as they as fast as they used to be,
The faint trace of your presence, is still felt by the Heart within me.
The very thought of which, riddles the mind, rebels the heart;
Which makes me ask, how necessary was it for you, that we part ?

I remember sunny mornings, chilly evenings,
A simple smile of yours, would prevent my heart from freezing ;
I cant help but ask you, was it really true, or was I dreaming,
For you had shown me Paradise, even though I was Living !

A world away from chaos, a world built by us,
A world resting on tollerance, a world depending on trust.
Little did I know, our days were numbered,
For my mind was good at Maths, but your love made it slumber.

So, when the Lightning struck, it showed me the face of the Game,
For it woke up the mind but the Heart couldn't bear the same.
And so it sank to the bottom, a place where it can reminisce,
Little did I know,it would take more than just my efforts, to lift it from the abyss.

And so,here I wait, with a battered mind and a bruised heart,
Waiting for the dawn, to bring upon a fresh start.
Start of a journey, with someone who'll be my equal,
Someone who would love me, more than the prequel.

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"Perhaps the world will end here!"
Said my friend, holding beer;
And that's where the revelations started,
Even though, it's been 10 months since we parted.

Perhaps the world could end this year,
Although Humanity is dead with all the jeer and sneer;
People nowadays eat away each other's minds with such renewed drive,
Sapiosexuals are the only ones who have made it this far, survived.

Hypothetically the world could end this decade,
Perhaps it would when a third War would be wade.
Man is killing man with renewed weapons,
It wouldn't be long untill only bones rot in the dungeons.

Most certainly the world could end in the next century,
But not yours, not untill it has you, reached at your full glory;
Finding a new love, building a new home,
For that is what Life is, making something concrete even when the world is as soft as foam.

And maybe you'll be happy , maybe you'll be sad,
But you'll have a different person to kiss your forehead whenever you are mad.
And maybe you'll forget me, amd perhaps you have already filled up the cleft,
But my world ended the moment you left.

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To the one who cannot sleep untill my eye lids are heavy,
To the one we all worship and call her,"Devi".

To the one who educates us, right from toddlers to teens,
To the fashionistas who shape the world, from skirts to Jeans .

To the one who cleans our house, cleaning the last bit of dirt,
To the one who survived a thousand flirts.

Today, we are faced with a situation,
The one that has riddled the nations;
The one that needs no confrontation ,
That Women,being merciful, are under no obligation.

Survivor of a thousand battles,
The ones who feed the dumb driven cattle;
The one who keeps an open mind and her heart, ajar;
The one whoes smile hides a thousand scars.

The day reminds us of every Man's stronghold ,
The day reminds us of a story untold;
The day reminds us of the one who taught the world the meaning of being bold,
And now we watch, as their evolution unfold.

Happy Women's day to each and every one out there.
Let this day, symbolise strength and power,
Let your presence, be strong as shall it tower.
Let your womanhood bloom and so shall we vow,
That You stand tall and the Multiverse will bow.

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