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WARNING: THIS POEM IS DEPRESSING. IF YOU ARE GOING THROUGH UNHEALTHY STATE OF MIND, PLEASE DON'T CONTINUE... HERE IT IS. A POEM ON A DEPRESSING MIND THAT IS UNABLE TO THINK STRAIGHT AND WANTS TO END ITS MISERY. I BELIEVE MANY READERS WILL BE ABLE TO RELATE TO IT. DROP YOUR THOUGHTS ON IT BELOW... I am broken from inside, choking on every breath I take. Maybe my death will bring to me the life I always wanted to make. Won't move ahead, I am done trying, and little by, little I am dying. Torn by the ravages of life, I am beyond saving now. I've wounded myself for a goal so fragile, I can't even smile as I don't know how. The illusions of world, I am done buying, and little by little, I am dying. Willingly descending and going to drown in the lake of despair made by me, for I am hanging amidst what could and what couldn't be. The secrets to joy, I am done prying, and little by little, I am dying. I was never happy with what I had an...

WHEN FRIENDSHIP TURNS SOUR, MORE THAN FEELINGS GET HURT. IT IS LIKE LOSING A PART OF YOURSELF THAT YOU BUILT OVER THE YEARS. MOVING ON FROM THE REMAINS OF SUCH A BOND IS MUCH MORE HARDER THAN ANYTHING.. HERE IS A POEM DEPICTING THE SAME.. HOPE YOU LIKE IT 🙂 No words but mere silence was the culprit of our broken bond. We had a certain warmth in us which now has turned to chilling cold. What were those efforts to you ? When I tried so hard to mend us. You turned them to excuses and gave my tiny talks a shush. Perhaps it is pleasing to you, when you leave people behind. In ethereal excruciating envy which makes them willfully blind. Tell me, oh tell me how does it feels? Pretending that you never cared. When you moved ahead without a word, forgetting a little something we shared. I will never know that feeling, for I am the one following you. Sniffing after the trace you left of the intoxicating scent of you.

EVER THOUGHT WHAT WOULD BE YOUR LAST WORDS? WHAT WILL YOUR MIND THINK AND MOUTH SPEAK WHEN YOUR TIME IN THIS REALM ENDS. WILL YOU BE THINKING ABOUT YOUR LIFE OR YOUR LOVE? HERE IS A POEM DEPICTING THE SAME... HOPE YOU LIKE IT...🙂 I was asked what would be my words, when the last ounce of blood will leave my heart? When I will not rise to sunshine, from this world when I depart. My last words will start with you, explaining the pleasures of life I had. Watching you and reminding myself, how lucky I am, it is you I have. When the book of my life will end and its pages will begin to fade. You will be its most beautiful chapters, one of a kind, best ever made. To have you in many more lives, standing always by my side. Dreaming things and making them true, talking and loving from day to night. They showed me enigmatic things, the eyes imprinted in my soul. It pains me the most of all, not being able to see them anymore. But all have to die one day...

NOW THE TIME HAS FINALLY COME WE ARE ABOUT TO END A PHASE OF OUR LIFE.. OUR ENTIRE STUDENT LIFE WE WANT TO ESCAPE SCHOOL BUT WHEN THE TIME IS HERE WE TRYING TO ELONGATE EACH MOMENT SO WE CAN CHERISH IT... HERE IS A POEM DEPICTING THE SAME... HOPE YOU LIKE IT...🙂 Soon, it will end. The moment which gave us memories of uncountable laughs and cries. We trudged together through life till now with our fair bit of lows and highs. Soon, we will forget. Who we are? Who we used to be? How we came to be ourselves? But the joy of life will still thrill us, guiding us forever to break our shells. Soon, we will meet. With lots to share and acknowledge because our destinies are intertwined, thus We will encounter each other again, In circumstances unknown to us.

There is certainly no definition of madness. For some it is doing things differently while for some it is being in their own fictitious world. But what holds significance is that how much you are affected by it. Whether you treat it as a means to escape reality or you term it as your guilty pleasure but madness comes out at the right moment. For some it triggers after a heartbreak. Here is a similar poem depicting what madness signifies in love...💓 Hope you enjoy it.....😊 On the darkest nights when I fade, You and your memories don't pale a shade. I had you, I lost you, For my faults,heavy price I paid. Am I mad? Because it is madness, To follow a shadow in utter distress. In darkness without a hand to guide, And having nobody by my side. Feels like it was yesterday, When we met and talked for the first time. Pitiful ! What I have become, Fearing to live but writing you rhyme. I am awake but still in my dreams, You and me, far-fetched it seems. My eyes were ...