Blanket Of Lies

There is this pain raging in my eyes
Waking up to find me, lying in my tears from the lies,
Stabbed so deep inside,
Fathoms into the soul's bed. . . .

She cast over me a blanket of lies,
She took my heart,
Deceived me right from the start. . . .

At The Edge Of That Lake

We left our taxi waiting,
We passed the gates to a road,
Which led to the edge of a lake,
Trees by the side,
Some islands in the corner of the eye,
Unraked leaves fluttering by the aisle,
We stood at the edge for a while. . . . .

"Close ur eyes."

I Am Abused

This is the pain of being abused........
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'Aaah. . . . . .!! STOP IT!!' she screams trying to save her daughter from his foot.

'Please stop hurting us. . . . .!!'

Give her back!!
Stop hurting her!! Leave her alone!!'

'Tell me where is the damned money woman!!! Or this b**** is going to have it!!'

Please let her go!!

To My Teachers. With Love

Teacher, no more am i in your class but i'll always be your student :)
These few verses are for you.......
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The Last Leaf

An ink which resembles man's hope
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Monsoon is over,
Fall is almost near,
I lay here wrapped in my blanket cover,
Waiting 4 the heartbeats to fade. . . . .

I see a tree by my window pane,
Almost ready to wake to the autumn call,

Leaves on it hustle,
As I see them cease to the wind.......

This Love

Its a poem with my heart n soul. . . . .Please read it slowly. . . . .

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It was raining. . . . .

She was by the window. . . . .
Resting her face on the breeze blowing by. . . . .


The wind carried with her across the hall,
The smell of new-born mud and her sweet fragrance. . . . .

I picked up my weak knees,
Worked my way through the furniture,
Walked up to her slowly. . . . .

Back To School

Welcome to your world,
The gates opened greeting me,
It said, ' Take an umbrella, u might need ,
Get ready for the pouring memories.....'

I walked in wearing nothing but pride on my sleeve,
Waiting to be seen,
By the best part of me,
Lost in this place full of memories.........

The Flightless Bird

A small inspirational write. . . . . :)

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I was a small, flightless bird,
Diving too deep, far 2 learn,
2 share the wind's, fiery hands,
Those wich wil hold, as I fall!!

Faith told me, 'quick, grab my hand',

Tell Me Why

Narration of a 9 year old wounded (physically, mentally n emotionally) lad, an orphan living under fear’s minions (hate, lies, pain, much more pain. . . . .)

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Hahahaha. . . . .

Hey mom over here!!
Throw me the ball!!

DAD!! not fair. . . . .dont steal the ball from me! Thats cheating!!
Hehehe. . . . .

Hey Maa. . . . .Dad can I say something?