Language of heart :

Bringing life to the unworthy strife.
What makes it so, is to be 'on the go'.
Let's see the fire in it.
That spills and burns it so.
Oh life, it is difficult to find light.
For you are subjected to blight.
Love is their to end this strife.
And a way back to the lost delight.

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Negative words may
KINDLE strife or may wreck a life
but, Positive or loving words
may heal and bless.

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You're a stone cold atrocity I invited in my life,
While I saw my life run into times of growing strife
I don't know how I didn't see through your edifice,
Yet, how would I know that you're a great actress?

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Pages of my life
is a bitter strife
between my desire
and what I deserve.
An incomplete book
hanging on a hook.
My one mistake
a clear cut shake
of my career
and my future.

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You will always
get support when
you're stubborn enough to
live your life.

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Let's live this life together.
How far is it from birth
to the funeral pyre ?
It takes a few days, fated,
to cover our forever.
Then why this strife, this scuffle ?
It's not worth the precious time, dear,
Let's live this life together in peace,
in love !

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The shades of life shaped me so
I stood on the shore carved by every flow
My legs slip sometimes no tree to hold
Washed astream like a lifeless log without oar.

Shuddering and gasping the chaos enfolds
Takes you far away from your home
Fight to get a grip before the shadow grows
Light in the tunnel a kalopsia unfolds

She comes in the dream, a dreamcatcher old
Sings a lullaby, pulls me ashore
The crescent, a talisman she throws
Lifts me from the grip of pathos

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Oh so easy it is
To show mighty strength
Butchering helplessness
Annihilating innocent brethren.
Lost in the throes of inhumanity
Might sees no reason
Entrenched in arrogance
Treads blithely on commonality.
Hands that should provide succour
Snatch the breath away
Nowhere to turn for favour
Terrorised to fade in haste!
Mort, an easy friend, stands guard
To provide an only hope
As tortured souls seek
A doorway to a new dawn!

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While most of us get consumed
In the fire of glory and greatness,
There are souls that bloom
with the edge of hammer,
They are the ones who make it
to the end.

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A drop of clean water
Is a drop of life.
If you misuse or waste it,
You can't save yourself
From a future strife !

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