Time what a beautiful
Play of this magnificent life
It switch into day
And switch into night
It can't be held
Even for the slightest sight
Flowing from hills
To the dark night
Time
What a mystery on it's own kind
The more you waste
The less you have
From bits to whole
It takes you to a beautiful journey
Of life
Time ,
what a bitter sweet kind
It never stopped
Never will it in life
It never waits
So ambiguous , isn't the time-
10 OCT 2020 AT 21:21
20 JUN 2017 AT 23:36
Two hornbills
A bruised hornbill longed to fly,
Her pain begging for a release....
While he soared with his head held high,
Building their life piece by piece...
She wished to wipe each other's tears dry,
In an ambiguous life where hard times never cease.
She was the lone pillar for him to stand by,
In their little world of joy and peace...
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3 JUL 2020 AT 22:35
Ambiguous isn't the haze.
Ambiguous is freedom.
Ambiguous says take whatever
you want, I am not limited to
a meaning.
Ambiguous isn't uncertain.
Ambiguous is living while you
still have it.-
1 FEB 2018 AT 23:03
Forlorn ambiguity
Vague thoughts inspissated
Anonymous, uncertain, I sit still;
Some droplets fall from the pen
Blotting the coffee-stained tissue.
Ambiguously I scrawled,
Taking a moment now and then
To imbibe a bit more amorphicity;
A de trop of satisfaction it is.-
24 MAY 2019 AT 8:02
Is like giving the nutrients to plant ,thereby allowing the plant to grow. In the midst of the growth of plant Or rather during the 5year of the growth of plant , One knows whether the plant produce toxic fruits or medicinal fruits
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19 MAY 2017 AT 10:49
You're ambiguous the way you prefer your windows.
One ajar,
The other, firmly shut
With flimsy lace curtains
Coquettishly swaying about the latter.
One warm with blocked sunbeam
The other, letting in the breeze
That licks at your sweat.
And I wonder how we're both,
Parts of the same window,
I, with my arms outstretched
You, with yours folded tight across an injured heart.-
18 FEB 2018 AT 20:08
Our love
I won't ever show
Show anyone
You will be
Always be my diary dadu-
3 JUN 2017 AT 3:02
Every night,I stay awake
To embrace,
The daunting self
That lures ambiguously throughout the day.
Only night gives me a chance to,
Hold back it's reins.
To savour,
The blemish moon
In whom,my imperfections....I see
Only night gives me a chance to,
Shimmer on my strengths.
To stand by,
The open window...
Inhaling my deep bitten failures n dry my tears.
Only night gives me a chance to,
Fight hard the next day.
To walk by,
The serene streets
And be a vagabond I can't be.
Only night gives me a chance to,
Surreal my dreams!
-the_mad_hatter
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