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"It's startling how shadows can tell stories",
once you said to me nonchalantly.
Maybe that is why
I do not let the light in anymore.-
a broken page
hurts more
than a torn pen,
as love lies
in opposites,
and hate runs
parallel.-
Return my shine
That you borrowed once,
Else I shall drag
You into my darkness-
And you know
it's the end of your love
when you start seeing past
the stars and sunrise
in the twinkling of their eyes
and find shadow of their dark
as it grows stronger,
that you once tried to light
and no longer
can you forgive the black
neither do you try
to run and hide.-
рдЪрд╛рд╣реЗ рдХрд┐рддрдиреА рд╢рд┐рджреНрджрдд рд╕реЗ рдорд╛рдВрдЧ рд▓реЛ рдпрд╣рд╛рдВ рд╣рд░ рдореБрд░рд╛рджреЗ
рдкреВрд░реА рдирд╣реАрдВ рд╣реЛрддреА!
рдЕрдЧрд░ рд▓реЛрдЧ рджрд┐рд▓ рд╕реЗ рдирд┐рднрд╛рддреЗ рддреЛ рдкреНрд░реЗрдо рдХрд╣рд╛рдирд┐рдпрд╛рдВ
рдЕрдзреВрд░реА рдирд╣реАрдВ рд╣реЛрддреА!-
we are trapped
inside the asylum
of our own
story.
still we write
about being free,
and cages.
never realising,
home can never
be a metaphor
when the whole
poetry vanished
through the
windows.
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The pit and the ladder
You've seen me fall,
You've seen me rise.
That's what you call
life, it is no surprise.
The pit is pitch dark,
ladder leads to light.
If there is a spark,
you will have to ignite.
When you hit bottom,
the only way is upward.
Let your spirit fathom,
quit being a coward!
Let me see you stand tall
world is yours to enthrall.-