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Darkness of Heaven

There is everything in darkness of heaven
Nothing makes you believe in it
But it is you, who can take a call to quit
Don’t quit. Just don’t. Valleys aren’t deep
It is just scary friendly darkness
It keeps you away to check your faith
If you have, you take a plunge
And believe me
There is everything in darkness of heaven.

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I love her to death

She saw me with her teary eyes
I couldn’t wipe it, she is not her
It makes me sad to see us apart
But what the world wants it fulfills
There is no place on heaven to shed tears
But there is death, I told her to die with me
She smiled and said, she is already dead
I undressed my soul to take a jump
I realised, it is hell, and she is there
I jumped in hell to be with her
And here I am like a sinner of time
Here she is like a collaborator of my sin
We are sinners, punish us, but make sure
You don’t destroy my eyes, cause I wanna see
I wanna see her die again in my arms

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Don’t think about love

Don’t think about love
It is a crime done by upper class
You, bourgeois, you can’t love
You can’t afford to love without death
Love the death, it can never betray you

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Poetry

The wait of Love

She is there in the darkness alone
With the shadow of my soul guarding her
Don’t ask her, whom to love, just leave her there
To smell my smell in the midst of death
Her smell couldn’t be fathomed by me
Cause I am dead and she is going to
I like to see her in my grave, sinning the perfect sin
Loving her for the one last time, kissing her soul
Just allow me to see her die, to hold her in my arms
Just wait for me to come in the form of death
You see, she is smiling, you see that is love
Discerned by her like a precarious bird
We at the moribund, like to see, the world sink
The sinner world that made us drown
In the valley of death, with a pain of longing
Taking us down
We are here as the wait is over

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Poetry

What is love?

You asked me about love
I couldn’t slap you an answer
Cause I ain’t a lover, I ain’t a preacher
I am just a sinner whose sin is love
So to answer you, what is love
I slap you the explanation of sin
It is a sin, committed by pious
It is a sin, wherein there is pleasure of pain
It is a sin, done in a freezing time
It is a sin, which gives perpetual longing
Just don’t commit it, if you aren’t ready
Don’t go there, if you have the open heart
Just wait for the right moment to die
Don’t plunge in to go for slow death
But, if you have the patience to enjoy the spite
Just come with me, I will slap you with love
Then don’t ask what is love
Just remember it is just a choice
Choice to sin in a pious way

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Poetry

O world just LOVE

O world, just love
It is beautiful without written rules
There is no rulebook
In the garden of mishappenings
There are hearts with blooming blood
Some are there just without blood
There is no rulebook
To decide right and wrong
There is just one thing that is love
You take a dip in the bloody creek
It is no blood, it is just wine
There he is, the master of all
Smiling to the manifestation of love
He is the owner of every heart
He made them to see their power
Love is the way they show their power
That’s why world needs to love
O world, just love

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Poetry

The meetup

We were in love, we understood each other
Then she came and I began to love her
He had a deep anguish and parted us
Now, I don’t know whom to love
He is my childhood friend
We were friends since He had created me
But, now it is different
Actually, it is all my mistake
Why did I love her? I shouldn’t have
Now I wanna return
But both have closed their doors
I hope the love will be created
And we meet again, all three
In the midst of sunny night
Where we can discuss the future of me
But, I know, He is my ultimate friend
So I’ll try to save our friendship when we meet

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Poetry

Hope of Dawn

You see me with an open eye
You know how not to react at my sobs
Our friendship is becoming history
I don’t want to leave Your hand
But, You just stare at me from the top
I still consider You a friend
A friend who can only understand me
A friend who made me with impeccable thought
A friend who made me write for Him
You are a friend to me
But, we have to sort some things out
We are still friends
It is just You, who doesn’t respond to me
I know, I had forgotten You
You need to understand, that is what makes me
A reactionary, a dreamer, a sinner
But, I know when I will come back to You
You will pay me a visit
Ask me about my decisions of life
My friend, I am waiting to meet You
And discuss, what was Your intention
By getting me in trouble
Be ready for my questions, I am ready for Yours

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Poetry

A part of me

My part is apart from me
My part is roaming out there
With the reluctance to join me, again
My part is a part of me
I wished it goodbye
With a soaring pain of parting
I wish it can fathom
It is a part of me
Though apart but
It is a part of me
You know, my part
You still are mine
But, don’t worry
I ain’t reclaiming you
Just be there someone else’s part
You can’t fit there, I know
Because, you are
A part of me