TWO AGES OF MAN

 All the life is a game, all the ups and downs are merely players.

And a nightmare in a dark night, surely a truth of life.

Novelty are clouds, tears are rain, Didn't give a chance to thunder. 

Flowed in the river of rain, met with ocean of emotions. 

In the night chill, all the time i am mewling like a sick kitten.

From the other side orange blush of sun are the kind of comfort. 

These are just two ages of life, fear and unfair. 

And i saw the taste of venom in the form of honey. 

Two ages of mine, passed by aro and smitten. 

Somewhere filled with thorns, stones and elsewhere  with flowers.

I marched upon  the both roads,once in a while happily and sometimes in pain. 

And like  day and  night, they are two aspects of my love. 

Gloomy Nights

 

Eld thoughts grew in my gloomy nights.

Lucent moon twinkling stars arrant me to blithe. 

Those cold nights, teasing my sleep, blowing my sleep. 

Depite everything, my pain, tolerance without letting myself cry. 

Like on one's own mountain, like demure star. 

My heart was drowning like a garden withered moppet in solitude. 

I forgot my hilarity like aves fox_ pass the duleded parterre. 

I lay in bed at night and wonder why am i here. 

Didn't know am i alive, couldn't say my heartless pain. 

I still remember how did i lose out 

my happiness. 

I was or was the shining moon, happiness also gone moon also faded. 

I know the day when hilarity used to be my treasure. 

Nothing remains, i shed my every happiness like leaves. 

I felt like my heart dies a slow death. 

FALL ON DEAF EARS

Your cold_shoulder is a scary night. 

Why did have fake promises. 

Whom  you have to love , hate him, merely is your devicen. 

No shore in the ocean, i am waiting when the edge will come. 

In the grip of waves of grief, out of love, why you left me alone. 

Why so cozen? I am pahetic of twig. 

Was not adopted, tale had been active every night. 

I shouldn't have to feel the colours of love. 

Why so deceit? Every night used to call me,  "O swallow swallow little swallow"

I am feeling my life as autumn, my cruel hours are abscission. 

Why so ruthless? Every night i feel grief and cruel screams. 

Why so birse? Now you look at the verge of misery, hatred and anger. 

And i sway in the breeze, so painfully, i flow through trees. 

STILL WAITING

Climbing the darkness of sky, and is all dark and bright. 

Met with her scow, deep set blue eyes.

So melted in the bonfire.

The smile that  won my heart, innocent heart full of love.

The big day was a blue moon, it was a deciet of my sympathy. 

Rend, plangent voice of troublous heart, bid me adieu. 

Your silent absence is black night, my eyes are looking for day, crimson and bright. 

And i am sorry i couldn't suffer the painful odium again. 

Every single day i am dreaming with waking eyes. 

Blurred is the life, to not know what is next. 

Burmese in understanding, prudence even in sympathy, shall be telling very sigh. 

I remember the moments, you used to approach me

I hide in clouds like moon, still hiding, still waiting and waiting.

A LOST BALL IN WEEDS

 

"Look at the mystery of the streets, thoughts of isolation. 

I'm buried in the courtyard of segregation".

" Oh! The orange blush of heart-catching sun

What do i know of thou. I'm decorated with imitation".

"Thy dear steps which were here yore__now in neck of woods. 

Oh! You bound me in the distress, dreams were shattered".

"It's been a blue moon, I'm still drowning in emotions. 

Sitting on catrenary, a watched pot never boils".

"As long as I'm waiting. I'm outside half, salt in my wounds. 

I'm usually leaning towards lea, running down a lot of dolour".

"Every moment i cried for a cruel sense in bad thoughts.

Even more hopes were wasted in the parts,fabricated not at all".

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IN A STATE OF DECEIT

"The sweep of mind, i got shocked for a moment. 

I'm shaken with anxiety, hallucination, my branches broke down. "

"Beneath the blue sky, upon the golden earth. 

Thy dear steps, there'll surely a voice of dearth. "

"Beyond envious thoughts, i need a cordial courage. 

I'm ere in the terrace, and crow is calling. "

"Thy door steps, i found the oceans of same depths i drowned. 

I found yore, and lost the thing i never found. "

"I'm looking to skies, my hopes are rain. 

It will finally come across my line, endure my pain."

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𝘾𝙃𝘼𝙉𝙂𝙀 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙒𝙊𝙍𝙇𝘿!

                    

                       

Everyone has their own world but the world is the same

Everyone wants their own world but the world is the same

Everyone runs the world in their own way, but the world is the same

Everyone wants to change the world in their own way, but the world is the same

If the world is the same then why people living in the world do not live the same

Do not change the world to change yourself, because the world is the same

Look at the world with one glance, then the world will surely change

𝘼𝘼𝘿𝙄𝙇 𝙂𝙃𝙐𝙇𝘼𝙈 𝘽𝙃𝘼𝙏