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Poetry! =P
- Thread starter Epiphany
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Of course ur too busy rite now!!!Gonna post something in a while.
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Woww Mr Shakespeare sure u can do 1/3 of the poem after u r done carrying out that very important mission!!Got 2/3 parts of the poem complete.
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Something happy pwease? *baby face*
Only giving the finishing touches. and lol, yeah I think this one's gonna be a happy one.
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Mr. PerfectOnly giving the finishing touches. and lol, yeah I think this one's gonna be a happy one.
Haha! YaY :'D
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U listened to me )
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Though the destination eludes sight- let the search be;
Though union defies attainment- let the longing be.
The body lacks blood, the eyes lack moisture
-Yet the prayer of desire is obligatory, without purity it may be.
Let the gathering come alive somehow- O those of the tavern,
If not goblets of wine, let lightheartedness and laughter be.
If the wait is tough- then in the meantime, O heart,
On someone's promise of tomorrow - let conversation be.
In this abode of strangers, if no confidant exists,
Faiz - let the invocation of homeland with yourself be.
Though union defies attainment- let the longing be.
The body lacks blood, the eyes lack moisture
-Yet the prayer of desire is obligatory, without purity it may be.
Let the gathering come alive somehow- O those of the tavern,
If not goblets of wine, let lightheartedness and laughter be.
If the wait is tough- then in the meantime, O heart,
On someone's promise of tomorrow - let conversation be.
In this abode of strangers, if no confidant exists,
Faiz - let the invocation of homeland with yourself be.
You, I, us?
I
Wandering was this little soul,
in the blistering cold.
Hoping was the key, lifeless was he.
Of all the Romeo Juliet, was his story untold.
No love, nothing. Harder than it could ever be.
Believed in love, worshipped life.
Broken still, hollow inside.
Kept searching, to feel the feeling.
Kept failing, always taking the fall.
With this ignorant world and the truth concealing;
He wondered, his life had any point at all.
Like flowers fading, was his messed up mind.
All the thoughts, all the pain stored into.
Turning numb, broken projections with nightmares combined.
Love existing, hoping still to walk this through.
Life goes no easy whatsoever;
plays its part, the good, the bad.
But, fact being such passing phases never last forever.
Luck turned his way, and all the love he had.
II
Like an angel descending upon,
understanding the crumpled up heart.
Life, finally having the meaning.
Sweeter than candy or some chocolate tart.
Lonely nights turned into bright days.
Puzzling mazes coming to an end.
Being with a friend, amazing in many different ways.
Finally, finally, escaped the horrific bend.
Soul back from the dead, and alive again.
Heart beating, now having a reason too.
Thoughts filtered, free from all pain.
Life easy, finally had a clue.
But feelings kept getting stronger.
Ignoring the "friend circle",
wanted to tell her every instant, couldn't resist any longer.
But not easy, turning those paper hearts red from purple.
III
Thinking and thinking and thinking again.
Would the tables turn if he comes out straight?
Never ever trusted life before, happiness finally be the gain?
But what if it gets worse than ever, and there's nothing but hate? Again.
Not strong like he used to be.
Happiness was now, all that he see.
Feelings too strong though,
But not want to see it all turn woe. Again.
Couldn't help speaking out the words after all.
Tough decision, but it was love; your call.
Sweet and solemn, "I love you sweetheart, I love 'us' true."
But what was to be her conclusion ensued?
Blank face, mystified eyes, teaming with the words next spoken,
Could've been his day or just the poor heart yet broken? Again.
Coming nearer, kissing on the cheek,
took his hand, love seeming top of the peak;
and then she said, "I love us too."
Alternative Ending;
Blank face, mystified eyes, teaming with the words next spoken,
Could've been his day or just the poor heart yet broken? Again.
Coming nearer, hugging politely,
took his hand, dropped a teardrop or two, slightly.
And then she said, "But, I love us two."
~Epiphany.
I
Wandering was this little soul,
in the blistering cold.
Hoping was the key, lifeless was he.
Of all the Romeo Juliet, was his story untold.
No love, nothing. Harder than it could ever be.
Believed in love, worshipped life.
Broken still, hollow inside.
Kept searching, to feel the feeling.
Kept failing, always taking the fall.
With this ignorant world and the truth concealing;
He wondered, his life had any point at all.
Like flowers fading, was his messed up mind.
All the thoughts, all the pain stored into.
Turning numb, broken projections with nightmares combined.
Love existing, hoping still to walk this through.
Life goes no easy whatsoever;
plays its part, the good, the bad.
But, fact being such passing phases never last forever.
Luck turned his way, and all the love he had.
II
Like an angel descending upon,
understanding the crumpled up heart.
Life, finally having the meaning.
Sweeter than candy or some chocolate tart.
Lonely nights turned into bright days.
Puzzling mazes coming to an end.
Being with a friend, amazing in many different ways.
Finally, finally, escaped the horrific bend.
Soul back from the dead, and alive again.
Heart beating, now having a reason too.
Thoughts filtered, free from all pain.
Life easy, finally had a clue.
But feelings kept getting stronger.
Ignoring the "friend circle",
wanted to tell her every instant, couldn't resist any longer.
But not easy, turning those paper hearts red from purple.
III
Thinking and thinking and thinking again.
Would the tables turn if he comes out straight?
Never ever trusted life before, happiness finally be the gain?
But what if it gets worse than ever, and there's nothing but hate? Again.
Not strong like he used to be.
Happiness was now, all that he see.
Feelings too strong though,
But not want to see it all turn woe. Again.
Couldn't help speaking out the words after all.
Tough decision, but it was love; your call.
Sweet and solemn, "I love you sweetheart, I love 'us' true."
But what was to be her conclusion ensued?
Blank face, mystified eyes, teaming with the words next spoken,
Could've been his day or just the poor heart yet broken? Again.
Coming nearer, kissing on the cheek,
took his hand, love seeming top of the peak;
and then she said, "I love us too."
Alternative Ending;
Blank face, mystified eyes, teaming with the words next spoken,
Could've been his day or just the poor heart yet broken? Again.
Coming nearer, hugging politely,
took his hand, dropped a teardrop or two, slightly.
And then she said, "But, I love us two."
~Epiphany.
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What woud u take it as???
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Not a poetry just came in my mind!
I loved you from the day i met you, there was like a connection between us and i think it will always be there no matter what happens I love you & I always will.
I loved you from the day i met you, there was like a connection between us and i think it will always be there no matter what happens I love you & I always will.
Aye zindagi,itnay khel kyun khel rahi hai
Kahin mujhse,mere iraadon se khafa toh nahi
Kabhi soch mai doobay ankh se ek aansoo ka katra tapke
Toh dil mai pukar rahi har awaaz ko sunta hoon mai
Apne baba ke galey lag ke rota hoon mai
Jo ghaltiyan, jo gilein shikway hain, unko door toh kar Ay Khuda
Inn aansuon ko baad ke liye bacha ke rakhta hoon mai
Zindagi sirf gham aur shikaston ka naam toh nahi
Aagey payega kya, na mujhko, na tujhe hai pata
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Mr. Shakespeare Epiphany
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That's been ma name for him since day 1 !