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SUBMISSIVE NOTES ii: Hindi Papipigil in the dark spaces

Poetry By: wikhaiinn
Literary fiction

Its full of pain and sorrow... How could two lovers last?
The hearsays,the judgement...

Submitted:Oct 31, 2007    Reads: 417    Comments: 2    Likes: 2   

SUBMISS IVE NOTES ii: Hindi Papipigil in the dark spaces

Near the forest are the mountains
From where the warrior was born
Place of test and fire
Where you can find the fierce and the strong
Known of his love and the lady of butterfly
Nobody went affirmative for this relationship
They brought the battlefield in the kingdom
Wandered around peace
And gathered the beasts,
Freed from option
Yet to be no choice for him
To convince it merely in their paws
To stop their river from flowing
That means to stop those hearts from beating
From each other's air…
Beneath the castle were they built home…
Where the gates are which separate them from hearsays
Nothing to reach but the memories
That was shared within love of the interior heart
Wherein the butterfly applied color
Lovers chained
Lovers locked,
Love needs another key another door
When it opens
It closes another
How can you keep that like your windows wouldn't be ruin?
Along the streets
Are the people
That surround their world…
Do you feel the garland of scars?
We'll be receiving pieces of it…
A big battalion of knives will crawl over my shoulders
Bombs of tears are swords to the thief
That to hereon steal joy
And strip-away love from me
Then nothing will be left
Could you let that happen?
This is chaos
That no one controls
Yet we can make a difference
Nothing lasts forever
So you can say that trials will be over
They can stand from under your feet
Your head,
Or right from the behind,
And in yourself…
Whatever you get into
You must learn to get out
`Coz no one knows,
Who's the ghost in you,
To where a shadow lies like no one knows
The ghost in you can tell anything
No one can hear him like you do…
Speak to him and know what you've been
Listen to his voice with all your heart
That you may forget your worries
Then you'll learn how to survive
Vengeance can be any option that baffles your mind
With a million snowflakes covering your entire land
It becomes snow that tells you to throw snowballs
It is cold,
And so it calls someone to hug you in warmth
You know yourself than others do and when they spit those words to you
Don't accept it
Don't spit back,
Just throw it on the trash can
`Coz they don't make sense at all
They just speak what they see
What they don't know is what they don't see
Yet you do…
That's why they'll never understand…
Still you must walk and stand still
Those fences can be broken
Like the brickwall that stops you
Wood can be turned to ash
And rot with water
But wind,
It makes it stronger…
Sometimes you can't blame them
And you can't blame yourself, too
Blame the mistake that you set in flame.
It's no fame at all
More leads to shame…
And the best things aren't told yet
And the most precious ones are those kept in your heart
If only you'll listen
If only you'll do
Then you will…
Listen from the inside
Not through the out
`Coz those are illusions
That weakens your mind…
A man that truly loves
Will truly will
If he hears any word,
He must not hear,
If it comes from the strangers,
He won't believe
For when he knows he's sure
He'll surely will…
A lady like a man loves
Is like a gentle flower
A waterfall and a cloud
She may bring storm or wealth yet beauty remains on all sight
Simple, but captivating
Enchanting, and down to earth
She is more like a feather of a peacock


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