The malocchio which tortured me,
On my Judgement Day till my doom.

//Poem in caption//

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Pile of disappointment
Ashes of hope and dreams
What lies behind
A moment of treason...

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The most depressing moment:

Remember, when everything flows smoothly,
It's the silence before the storm- deadly.
But we are always too late to realise the fact,
That according to script all have to enact.

Strike also has to face retaliation,
Difficult it becomes to fulfill your ambition.
Hard work pays off, is it true?
Slaves don't even have time to grue.

Most saddening, when the person you enamored of,
Becomes the reason to grieve of.
When they tell you something for no reason,
And express their love towards you, in the form of treason.

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[STORIES]
(IV)

..rather she chose to live upon the rack..

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Sometimes I'm afraid
Without any R.E.A.S.O.N


Sometimes I'm said
You yourself are your T.R.E.A.S.O.N

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Some people suddenly become strangers from friends
Wonder what makes them start this trend?
I believe they should be frank and explain their reason
Acting like this is simply a breach in treason

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Who could have thought
The failure of a plot
Could be a commemoration!
But exactly so
Guy Fawkes folks
Created history for the Brits
Daring to fire
The sanctum House
Constituting to life
A Bonfire night!
Tried and executed
He followed the path
Of all those who err
On the wrong side of love!

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The Death Of A King
If a king takes a sword to his own heart
Is the sword treasonous
Like the assassin who skulked in the shadows
Or the Queen who lays bedded with his brother
The death of a king rings the devils bell
And brings unrest to the land
Until his successor holds the lands sceptre
And it's people stand united under his banner
The poison mixed with the wine tastes as sour on the lips of the traitor as it does on the lips of a lover

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It was one of those fleeting days,
You stood before me, hand outstretched,
An invitation whispered in the air—
To join you for a ride, if only for a while.
I agreed, half-blind to what lay beyond,
Yet certain that your presence was enough.
Though heights once filled me with fear,
Your smile became the courage my soul craved.
With you beside me and the crimson sky above,
I thought - perhaps - i could finally rest,
But who finds peace in the midst of nowhere?
I didn’t see you slowly slip away.
Or maybe I saw, but fear sealed my lips.
Until the day your seat lay empty.
I called into the silence,
I couldn’t face the truth waiting at the door.
Like a storm looming, I feared the dawn.
But I’m learning, slowly, to let you go.
I yearn to see the crimson sky alone,
To watch the sun kiss the earth goodnight—
Just me, no longer afraid.
I still whisper your name to the wind,
But I know—this too shall fade, like all things.
And when the storm passes,
I’ll stand with the one I was meant to become.
(In caption)

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~Ferris Wheel of Emotions
( Featuring torn heart strings and hushed thunderstorms)

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