Highju

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I'm your diamond darling.
You can love me but, the moment you tried to come close and lick me without my permission, you can DIE also.

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//poem of betrayal//

My love has been betrayed.
not one or two, but every time I payed.
I slaved in the name of love,
innocent me to consider it was enough.
I've been lost since the age of sixteen,
you were the only thing holding me.
Now that you've left, mourning is all hear,
there's no ground to dump this cold fear.
Someone did painted hope on my canvas,
but he wasn't sure which color suits us.
That poor little love I'll let roar,
no one has to pay like me anymore.
Don't think of peace, you're still in debt,
debt of giving back, read the notes I've kept.
But love is so pure to be called economics,
I'll be fool to ask in return some kisses.
Because love should be treated equally,
why don't you do what I did eventually.
Meet me in the depth of this sea,
don't cry, don't breathe,
you only live once love,
I'll show you how death works.

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//dead immortal//

One who don't survive their pain,
ends up dead,
free from all the pain of the meds.
Their misery is passed on to others,
to family, friends or even an old lover.
That's how pain is a dead but
an immortal bitch,
doesn't even come with an off swtich.
As I, the soul, rise up from the flesh,
pain leaves to find his new chest.
Chosen one is weak, so they
welcome their guest,
poor bloods do not know, they
are making a deal with devil.
It slowly kills you as you stay alive,
you can't feel but the worm is inside.

-moitieame

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Caption

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It's not always the nights when we feel hurt.
If we're deeply broken, mornings
could be even more miserable on us.
Yes you can cry in the dark silences.
But you can't always smile,
even on the brightest day.
Looks like the sun is loosing over here,
neither experienced singing birds are able
match my rhythm of sorrow and despair.
Ignoring the delicious plates on the
table you stare at the knife,
nothing but just to rip out
one of your own smile.

Oh Lord! Hope you have some
happiness left in your plate.
I'm coming this evening
to taste that luscious fate.

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होठों ने

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I miss walking out of my room in middle
of the night, just to hear the rain outside.
Dancing of water drops with the ground mud,
not anymore makes me to join their happy club.
I feel empty as the tub outside fills itself,
I feel guilty to excuse myself saying that I'm sick.
Lightning of clouds is to search where I am.
And the thunder, the shout, are calling out my name.
Nikita! Nikita! Where are you? Won't you join
even today, it's the ending of monsoon!
Now you'll see us after a long time,
come, atleast say a warm goodbye.

Thunder and lightning still goes on,
it's been one hour since then, they haven't stopped.
Continuous demand for a last goodbye.
How should I tell them, I'm not anymore alive.

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I see this sky as a paper.
And the birds, as it's words.
Flying and designing
without hesitation,
beautiful yet a broken verse.

-moitie ame

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मेरे सच्चे शब्द तुम्हें रुलाएँ, हाँ माना वो कड़वे हो सकते हैं।
मगर तुम्हारी कामयाबी को देख कर बुरा बोल जाएँ,
नहीं, वो स्वार्थी नहीं।

-निकिता मौर्य

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