Rivers of Crimson

I feel everything, but my body is truly limited, as it can only show so much. The embodiment of pain, so much pain, has become a mask of obsidian that has leeched into my skin. Layer after layer it builds, almost as though it is shielding me from the arrows that try ever so hard to see me bleed.

But can't you see?
Can't you see how day by day I crawl ever so torturously closer to the bearer of the bow?
Let me be. The thing is, pain is all I ever want to know, but it is something that I won't ever feel again. Please let me embrace it's consequences one last time, I terribly need to see rivers of crimson flow.

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The arrow out of the bow and the spoken words never come back so think before you say anything.

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"Some of our thoughts are sweet chirping sparrows,while some are wicked poison arrows"

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Maybe cupid ran
out of arrows,
For only she was hit.
While, he left
untouched.

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क्या तुमने धनुर्विद्या सीखी है?
क्यूंकि तुम्हारे शब्द रूपी बाण सीधे निशाने (दिल) पर जो लगते हैं ।

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ഉന്നം തെറ്റി എയ്ത
പല അസ്ത്രങ്ങളും
എവിടെയെങ്കിലുമൊക്കെ
തറഞ്ഞിരിക്കുന്നുണ്ടാവും...
എയ്തവർ അതു
അറിയാറില്ലെന്ന് മാത്രം..

"ഈ അസ്ത്രം പോലെയാണ്
'വാക്കുകളും'
നമ്മൾ എയ്ത വാക്കുകൾ
ഏതേലും ഹൃദയത്തിൽ
തറച്ചിരിപ്പുണ്ടാവും,
നമ്മൾ അറിയാതെ;
ഒരു നോവു പോലെ..."

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u r n
j o e y
first with you
the some- make
o n e
i s
t h e
o n e
whi ch
t a ke s
y o u
f ro m
e ye s
a n d
l ip s
t o a
h ea r t

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My words hurts you like an ARROW...
But it's still help like the BONE MARROW...

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प्यार का तीर जितना दिल में धंसता है न ये तीर
निकालने का बाद उतना ही गहरा ज़ख्म देता है

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My
poem
is just like
An arrow of words
whistling through the
Amazon forest of words,
After it has endured the
restraint of my
emotions,
emerging
swiftly,
from
c
o
n
f
u
s
i
o
n
and
precision
of my fragile yet strong
mind, heart

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