Life is Two Steps Ahead of Me

Life is two steps ahead of me,
Watering down regrets that used to be.

Verses carved luminous pathways bright,
Among friends’ circles, I held the light.

A distant ping of well-wishes grown,
Rooted deep in morals sown.

In chaos, questions found their place,
I fought with care, with silent grace.

Bloom again, those floral days—
Life’s ahead, in wondrous ways.

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Where Pearls Defy Fear

Claiming thrones of lively essence,
Under sovereign of bearing reverence.

Hold on, Rights for vintage eve,
Many soldiers lay rest in peace.

Tore out pages of history's year,
Longing for the stars cleft in shear.

Drown in, Ashes to the deepest river,
Ductile Pearls are in Chronicles, smashing Fear!

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Unnecessary mass, unnecessary thoughts,
The mind and heart know the desired path.
Voices and places rise and fall in waves,
Yet one face lingers, refusing to fade.

As nature delays its silent call,
Every core whispers, urging resolve.
No unbearable pain burns to flee,
A deep-running stream quenched in grief.

So many doors left unacknowledged,
Dreams untamed, flush in the mind's edge.
No new stories to weave or write,
Only a thread, holding old rhymes tight.

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The Old Bond and the Astonishing Sky

Beneath the canopy of an ancient twilight,
Where stars whispered secrets of ageless light,
Two souls met where the winds sighed low,
Carrying tales of love from long ago.

The bond they shared, weathered and true,
Wore scars of storms, yet glowed anew.
Each glance a memory, each touch a hymn,
Their hearts spoke louder than the evening's brim.

Above them, the sky painted an astonishing hue,
Golden threads entwine with celestial blue.
In silence, they stood, no words to say,
For the old bond thrived where time lost its way.

A promise eternal, beneath that endless sky,
Two souls embraced, where dreams never die.

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I, The Black Angel

I rise from shadows, a black angel’s grace,
Crowned with strength, no fear I embrace.

My wings unfold through endless nights,
Yet love burns the edges, turning dark to light.

My heart yearns truth as love burns the wings,
A warrior bound by eternal springs.

I stand as strong as any knight,
With fire within and soul alight.

In my essence, I hold the skies,
And in my portrait, eternity lies.

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The Climate Clock

Tick-tock, the planet speaks,
In melting ice and burning peaks.

Rivers whisper, oceans sigh,
Beneath the smog-filled, weary sky.

Forests fall, their roots displaced,
A fragile balance, laid to waste.

Winds that once brought whispers sweet,
Now howl with storms, fierce and fleet.

The clock is ticking—can we hear?
The warning grows louder year by year.

Yet hope ignites where action blooms,
In hearts that fight the pending doom.

Solar rays and winds we steer,
Cleaner paths to hold life, dear.

Together, we rise, united and strong,
To mend the earth where we’ve gone wrong.

Tick-tock—the clock still turns,
But within us, a fire burns.

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If I write a love story
Then it will fill with romance

The more we live, the skin on the skin
The more thirst will be then quench

The desires will make noises in the mind
Until we become one soul in strong ties

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A Way to Explore

Way, a way to explore my genes,
Writing thoughts on a lovely eve.
Took up, up shimmering cards of dreams,
To roam and roam through the world's weave.
For even the freest heart, it's true,
Needs a companion to laugh with, too.

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Believe in Love is Love

Believe in love, for love is pure,
A bond unseen, yet strong and sure.
It whispers gently, a soft embrace,
Lighting hearts in the darkest space.

It seeks no wealth, it craves no fame,
A sacred flame, it burns the same.
Through trials harsh, through storms above,
It stands unshaken, for love is love.

A healing balm for the weary soul,
It mends the cracks, it makes us whole.
Its language speaks in silent ways,
In fleeting moments, in endless days.

Believe in love, let it unfold,
A treasure greater than gems or gold.
For when we trust, we come alive,
In love's warm arms, we truly thrive.

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On the bed of death
I survived as the knight
Every cell flourishes hope

Every vein flowing the life
Blood in blood, the skin gets healed
The death turns into life

Making me to fight with ill
All of sudden, a nature makes the call
Look up, up! a mastic shooting star

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