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millennialpoetp · 8 months
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millennialpoetp · 8 months
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Sometimes I long for happiness.
Sometimes just the plain old sadness.
But the only thing, that doesn't leave me, is my loneliness.
The pure truth of self being.
The pain of the own existence.
It's hard to have consciousness.
The feeling to desire, which makes me empty.
Knowing how to differentiate between things.
Enjoying the symphony of existence and coexisting with inevitable pain.
Time makes me read, the eyes of others.
Where I could indulge mine own flaws.
And keep forgetting, that my secret is just me.
The matter I shade, helps gradually to fade.
With freedom to escape the running circle,
I still enjoy the pace, and get stuck, unknown to my powers.
The power to end this, to keep shut all the cravings.
To forget all the knowledge and live in the ignorance.
The wisest, I say or the fool that I pretend.
Life is all along just an empty vessel.
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millennialpoetp · 10 months
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She is not meant to be a reality.
I would look at her, with my eyes open.
And let the world end.
For that, would be my existence.
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millennialpoetp · 1 year
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I am scared.
With trembling legs,
shaking hands,
And words so unclear.
I can see the unseen.
And feel so empty.
I hear the inner me,
With a voice that's large.
Thoughts are gone.
Blank is the mind.
I can't see the surface,
Just the inner deep fear.
It's ingesting me.
Enclosing me with unseen boundaries.
Frozing me, not to take a step.
And rushing, just to be dead.
I am in fear and scared like hell.
And the reason, is yet to be known.
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millennialpoetp · 1 year
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A while ago had a thought in mind.
The thought of pure existence.
What's there to take and to give.
Nothing matters at the end.
Learning and evolving, that's what we do.
And leave behind the patterns
To follow for existence.
Even the unanswered questions.
What's there for the life.
Too little to live or too much to leave.
Unwanted success and too little to grow.
Grow for our thoughts, for the freedom.
Nothing matters and at the end,
It's the same few fears and few stories to tell.
With the music of life, writing poems,
For the romance of existence.
Till then keep strumming the strings of time.
And leave the music of total romance.
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millennialpoetp · 1 year
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She was too good to be a reality.
I could watch her long,with my eyes open,
not caring about the passing time.
sitting there with my numb heart.
Oh God, I was like clock,
letting all hours to pass.
Just for the moment to see her.
And have years of romance.
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millennialpoetp · 1 year
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The world to be granted is not to be taken.
Surprises and sadness overlies.
Time will be gone and madness finished.
So the revolving world, in a blink will be blank.
Take your time.
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millennialpoetp · 1 year
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So, there you are thinking;
thinking , how old a leaf can turn.
How rust the iron becomes, before it breaks.
How dark a cloud becomes, before it rains.
You, just by your consiousness ,
thinking how long I live before I die.
And there you think of the end, before the beginning.
There you are afraid of the consequences.
The thought more sustainable , the more preferred.
Less you speak, The less you hear.
The less you hear , the less you fear.
And where there's no fear, there's no thought.
Only the solitude of survival.
And that's only the thought that matters.
I and my solitude.
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millennialpoetp · 1 year
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The dancing in the time.
Where I could never find,
Someone like you
And something as you.
I could kill my legs,
And never could stand.
But I will find you.
I will surely find you.
Oh! My dear.
Will you be someday real.
As my dreams and fears.
Because I need you.
With the turns and torns.
And walking with burns
Never mind, till I find you.
Until I find you.
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millennialpoetp · 1 year
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So what is it to feel some real
Some told lies and keeping funny fears
Walking down the aisle
Like your prince in here.
With the strings broken in parts
Still flying kites up the sky with zeal.
Though Pounding hearts and shaking legs
While you stood and spoke as a leader.
No thoughts and no sight,
Just believing intuition like it's heir.
No skills and discipline of none
But fights as Master has sworn.
Little blood and the dying condition
But hopes in heart so beautiful
You live 1000 life in a lifetime.
And its to live as a human, rare and real.
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millennialpoetp · 1 year
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I see the wild night.
The glimpse of the light glowing around.
The tripping sounds miles away.
And cold breeze flowing in bits.
How could I miss this.
Like the silent serpent,
I just sit around and listen to the dark.
It takes me in and put itself as the master.
With thoughts, it provokes.
With air it speaks.
From the farway land, it glitters.
Just to show me.
These symbols pretend.
Like a godly things.
But what they say, I can't just think .
They provoke me, to stand in a rink.
Assumption they make.
Of yearly battles, the battles of existence.
With blink they show, sounds they make.
They break me all night, thinking.
In night so dark, and no clear path.
How alone they prevail.
How long they prevail.
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millennialpoetp · 1 year
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She is not meant to be reality.
I would look at her with my eyes open,
And let the world end.
For that, would be my existence.
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millennialpoetp · 2 years
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The world is making you a slave. But don't you forget. Life was meant to be free.
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millennialpoetp · 2 years
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No I dont believe in myself.
I have shattered dreams and unclimed hills.
Mind like a bing with a theory of everything.
In the world of words, I speak in silence.
I dont cope up with these norms, where failure is a way to embarrassement and only winners are choosers.
Play the music which has no meaning.
I have no control and emotions just flow.
Valuable everything seems and I just is so useless.
I believe I will die and not let this world know that somewhere sometime I survived,
Evolved and rebelled.
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millennialpoetp · 2 years
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The thoughts.
Crawling all around me.
Blindfolded.
Little I see is nothing.
Words are frozen.
Lips just stuck.
Speak they say,
All I could hear is nothing.
Melting ice.
Thus, I have become.
Don't know where to flow.
End I see and that's nothing.
Oh! the real form.
What are you?What you seek?
Questions I ask.
Answers I get is nothing.
I with thoughts in mind.
Growing like a pine in wild.
Sky I see as limit.
Overachiever it seems but the thing I am is nothing.
Well, bliss these thoughts seems,
However they are just a blank screen.
Thoughtful it may look.
But it's nothing.
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millennialpoetp · 2 years
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In this wheel of the time
I am lost.
I am walking down the line.
Which I never trust.
Someday for the sunrise,
I search for the night.
With my eyes shut.
I want to sleep too tight.
But this haunts.
The wheel of time.
My legs get frozen.
And heart just pounds.
So weak I feel.
Like a needy, I tremble.
In the midst of this time.
Illusion has become my faith.
Wrong and right, I can't seperate now.
I just let the wind blow me.
With these two paper wings.
Tied to my wrist.
To the places, I don't want to be.
I have lost everything.
Even the whole being of me.
With churned soul, I reap for the dusk.
So in the morning, I could see the sunrise.
And everyday, could sleep seeing moon.
With sunsets, letting my vices to set.
With new search and beginning everyday.
The search for the thing which is yet to know.
Either the peace or the love to my heart.
Whatever that may be, it has possessed me.
And deep down my throat I have the same poison.
Which keeps me alive, so I could die peacefully.
Nevermind this is a mere thought.
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millennialpoetp · 2 years
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There's a place they say, where you can see yourself in the mountains and in the sky. With every falling snow and ice , it resembles the hardness of life. And you, just take a pause and hope that you will find yourself. But atlas you found everything and lost yourself in that vivid nature.
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