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HOLLOW HEARTBEAT

Sansable soul had
left no choice

controlled by the
demons hidden inside

lust is on the verge
of roaring while pain
is yet to decide

heart has already
been hallow what
was supposed to
defend basically
nearly died

unimaginable pain
and sorrow must
vanquish before it
becomes a great
deal to survive

condition is hard
to break free for
any kind of foe
pretends to be
sublime.

Journeying through the depths of inner turmoil, where demons lurk and emotions collide. This poem dives into the struggle between desire and pain, a journey of vanquishing sorrow and finding sublime strength within. 🖋️

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ONE RESTLESS SOUL

It’s been so long
to see the fire
within me

veins look dried
along the bones,
even I can’t see

facing this fact
that the time is not
running like it
should be

waiting to overcome
the fear to be the
nothingness drowned
into the deep dark
sea

failed a lot yet
something inside me
wanna loose one
more time for the
defeat I still gonna
see

It’s really hard to die
before the soul gets
tired and just wants
to flee.

Nothing much to say about this, my fellow readers, I think those who read and imagine the wide flow of emotions congested in some so called rhymes really don’t need any explanation.

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UNSEEN CRIES

It’s been a habit
for a while
thinking every night
one thing that’s doesn’t
belong in my life

I’m not worried, but
really concerned about
the way this mind works
restless till we die

The soul is imperishable
until this upper suit of
meat appears too dry

it’s not any illusion,
it’s just the bitter reality
of passing time

In the search of
happiness most of our
dreams vanished with
unseen cries.

It seems life is an unpredictable live stream which ends for every individual time to time.

WHISPERS in the silence

Never so up nor
too down, living on
a roller coaster hasn’t
got any crown

nothing to lose
nothing more to be
found heavens abended
soul hidden itself
denied to be found

loyalty only remains
inside dogs and love
for their human friend
without any doubt

question remains
unanswered until the
sailor sails away to a
shore supposed to
be drowned

forgotten away
already many stories
are still unheard by
the crowd

remaining under the
shadows unbothered
is the only place where
eventually peace tends
to be found.

Explore the roller coaster of life, where loyalty resides in canine hearts, unanswered questions linger, and forgotten stories echo in the shadows, revealing a journey seeking peace amid the uncharted depths of existence.

MIDNIGHT REFLECTIONS

Frustrated soul cries
a lot at night
nothing to regret
seems just another
kind of lie

mind always wonders
what about the
destinations we never
tried

heart is full of hope
beating relentless
all the time

delusion is not that
different from the
reality lies before
our eyes

still, life is an
imperfect skill to be
honed at the end of
the line.

This poignant poem reflects the inner struggles of a frustrated soul grappling with unexplored paths and the dichotomy between hope and reality. The verses delve into the emotional turmoil of longing for undiscovered destinations, reconciling delusions with harsh truths, and ultimately, embracing life as an imperfect but evolving skill.

LOST WHISPERS IN THE DARK

It’s the truth that
lies inside
hiding those
emotions, bet these
eyes can’t lie

wonder to understand
the pain stuck already
to bind

hard to explain the
truth forgotten in the
pace of time

life is running like
nothing happened to
the only peace of
mind

soul is tired of getting
drunk madly again
and again alone in
the silence of the
dark-night.

The poetry portrays the journey of a soul grappling with unspoken truths and the weariness of enduring struggles. The title encapsulates the haunting echoes of emotions in the silence of the night.

WHISPERS OF THE ABYSS

Saying this cause
I’m not alright
feeling some sense
of nothingness in
pride

watching multiple
times some old
memories I can
find

don’t know the
difference between
reality and what’s
a lie

still, I’m diving deep
into the shadows,
unknown reason
behind

dreaming different
delusional worlds just
ready to multiply and
thrive

mind is full of
madness while the
soul gets high more
at night

God of abundance
may bless my fate
until it’s my time to
pass onto the next realm
with another beautiful
disguise.

In the haunting echoes of a troubled heart, “Whispers of the Abyss” unfolds its art. A journey through the void of self and pride, Lost in memories, reality and lies collide.

ECHOES OF A DREAMER

Something isn’t right
with this mind

lazy to get up in the
morning yet wonders
someday to shine

efforts are all low yet
hope looks considerably
so high

craziness is far from
others to see the
difference between illusion
and real life

living like a fallen angel
believing nothing should
be admired

giving up is not an
option, knowing the name
of the angel of death
known as time.

In the symphony of paradoxes, where laziness battles ambition and hope dances with low efforts, the fallen angel navigates the thin line between illusion and reality. With a heart unwilling to surrender, the relentless pursuit persists, for in the name of the angel of time, giving up remains an unfathomable choice. Thus, the echoes of a dreamer resonate, a melody composed in the rhythm of resilience, weaving through the complexities of a mind yearning for a luminous someday.

DANCING WITH SHADOWS

Sometimes it’s
hard to understand
what’s wrong or
right

life isn’t that
predictable to know
everything at the
right time

living day by day
learning new things
on the site

may be dreaming
big doesn’t make
any difference in
the real time

thinking different
ways to speed up
the process called
sacrifice

mind is on the
verge to shatter
down into pieces of
memorial rites.

“Navigating life’s unpredictable seas, each day a lesson, dreams echo in the silence of sacrifice.

WHISPERS ON THE EDGE

Loosing up myself
so quick
mind is disturbed by
the things I can’t
quit

heading towards the
edge of the cliff
winding up some
weed to sit somewhere
quietly to lit

eyes are getting
delusional about
whatever they connect
like a trick

Illusion is quite
effective then the
dreams for this heart
greaves inside a
bit

nothing is more
important for the
sailor then the waves
of the sea to slit

finding out the truth
is still a complicated
struggle certainly for
me to lift

hopes are high for
the future waiting
ahead to be the
great fit

yet life looks like
a lazy turtle enjoying
the journey towards
the gates of hell
holding some invisible
key to slip.

Explore the intricate dance between inner turmoil and the search for peace in this evocative poem. The verses delve into the struggles of a restless mind, the haze of illusions, and the relentless pursuit of truth, all against the backdrop of life’s unpredictable waves.

Echoes of a Troubled Mind

Lost in the narrow
mind of mine
suddun feelings from
day to day is all
its crime

wreaking me head
to toe until my
numb eye’s starts
to cry

world is a filthy place
to live in that was
the only thought to
admire

shaking my soul a
bit, hoping something
will happen in a
while

faced all the truth in
some days to see
what really happens
if I accidentally
died.

Maybe observing the life we live will give us the answer to the only question we often ask ourselves…….WHY..?

MIDNIGHT REFLECTIONS

Stepping again into
the light of the moon
mind is dripping fast,
gonna feel something
different probably
soon

just going with the
rhythm, night is beautiful
yet all thoughts seems
literally doomed

soul is shattered apart,
but life turned to be
bloomed

silence has been crying
furiously, still voices
inside this head got
undoubtedly fooled

walking like a shadow
in the darkness, counting
scars like some stars
forgotten in the name
of schools.

Sometimes it’s not the memories, but the essence of those memories that change the whole concept of human thoughts.