Bleeding Soul
Sitting alone and really I have no clue of things. Hopefully, things will get better with time, this I often hope although sometimes even that hope fades. It makes me feel so miserable and then I sometimes even cry. My heart starts to bleed, then after sometime even the bleeding of my soul stops. Emotions kill me, when I feel so.
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Need
My life still has not gotten any answers? What will happen to me? Will my life ever be good and worth loving again? Really, I am searching for the answers which just seem to have gotten lost somewhere. How can I find my way and who will be my destiny? Will I ever be able to meet you since I have waited for you so long. Need you only.
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The Answer
Always I am held accountable for everything that happens. The world seems to be never at fault. Question which comes to my mind is that am I so bad? My heart always says to me that I am good. Then I smile and start to be very happy. The answer which I get from my heart is always the truth. Following the heart is correct and only path.
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Is That You?
I was chatting in a chat room
Saw a person with your name
Even tried to say hi to you
But, you did not reply
If, it was you?
At least say hi dear
Why do you treat me with such silence always
Cannot email you because you never do reply
It is like you do not need me anymore
Please god give me death
She never talks to me
I think she hates me.
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Maybe
My sadness nobody can feel. This world is not a happy place. To survive in this world is not easy. Especially when nobody loves and cares then living life becomes even difficult as life turns to be curse. To live like this has no meaning. I want to die, just die so the existence of my name will not even remain. Maybe, I will fade away soon.
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Unknown
A lost world
With so much suffering and pain
Nothing is ever understood
Occurrences often create trouble
Mind, goes berserk due to difficulties
How to handle the pain?
Is unknown
Life and a lost world
With suffering and pain
Due to difficulties a person becomes helpless
It is like being lost, with the wind
Unknown is life and unknown is world.
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Just Hate Me
Hate me, just hate me
As much you want to
Dislike me as much you want to
Life is unfair, so unjust it is
The pain never heals, tears only drop
This world hates, after using our soul
For good and for the evil
Hate me, as much you desire to
Since the very essence of my love, you have never understood
This is my suffering, which does not matter to you.
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My Heart Realizes
I have nothing left with me
Without her I am nothing.
For my desire of love, I have no right to spoil her life
Nothing I have remaining with me
Emptiness, pain and tears
Are the things, which I have left with me
Cannot fight against my fate
Only her I have truly loved
My heart truly realizes this now
I am alone and so lonely now
Nothing, I have left
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Perception of Things
This journey of life is so unending and nothing is ever complete, even if we actually do end it. The journey starts to have a meaning, even though it was not the one which we actually hoped for. Continuation is always present, although the ways cannot be predicted. What can I say because the ways are so unexplained. End is also another perception of things.
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Stuck
Life gives such a lonely feeling
Do not feel like living it anymore
The soul of mine feels so stuck
Seems like damage to my identity has been done
I feel so bad and confused about so many things
It hurts to be me
Do not want to breathe anymore
Hate, the way I have gotten stuck in a disabled body
Living, is not the thing which I want to do
Stuck, I am stuck.
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