She hastily concluded that he was a hypocrite

He cringed in disgust and labeled her wrong

Both hearts sank in the abyss of sorrow embracing cold mornings and freezing nights

By then, she was drowned by tides of tears and he was buried under mountains of ruins.

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I adore you from afar
Isn't it bizarre?

How can I resist
When it feels like bliss

Touch me, feel me
Make me whee

A guilty pleasure
That I'd always devour

Call yourself Luckyy
You're perfect for this lady

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She acts docile and meek
Doesnt mean she's weak
Look into her eyes
Be tamed by those lies


Free as a bird
She will never be absurd
Fragile as a rose
Don't get too close


As placid as the lake
That's how she ache
Hitherto saw it coming
And now she's giggling


🍀Gray🍀

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In shades of gray,
The world turns plain,
Monochrome canvas stray,
Devoid of refrain.

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My mind feels lonely
when you're not on it,
and my lips feel sadness
so deeply when you're away.
I watch as time
slips through my fingers,
and every moment with color
is now turning grey.

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Not every family
that eats together
stays together at heart.

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Our mind is a goblet,
Wherein we pour all intangible poisons.
In this undying world of hatred,
It is much simpler to let the cycle of hatred live on.
Than to eradicate it.
All starts from wrath, ends in hatred, and projects a wide difference between the good and the evil.
Even though, masses ignore what it was that caused it.
Even though, masses feed onto the poison secreted from their sewers.
Even though, no one actually can be 'good' or 'evil'.
In this cruel world, with the difference between: black and white,
People ignore gray,
The colour, most people are.
It was always evident in any television,
The protagonist, who is necessarily the good,
Goes for the win.
While the other party, looses.
But did we get to know what the perspective of the loosing side was?

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Some people are white some people are black, but some people are gray too.

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Old and gray

When you hear
time's dark winged horse gallop near.
Silver like moonlight
streaks out near your ears.
The light of your eyes flicker &
lines on your face stare.
Your hands no longer
can hold the teacup nor the cookies can you gobble.
You hear the sound of your bones crackle & your feet wobble.
You want people to repeat what was said.
Your head, a map of approaching baldness knows not what lies ahead
The pain loves to hustle from your knees to your back. The breath familiar with gasps knows silence is better than words. Age caves in & sleep is what you crave. It's time to swallow the bitter pill that you are moving towards rest. It's wiser to embrace white &let go of regrets❤️

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