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Haritha Seby Jan 2016
Can you hear me???
Is anyone out there???
My blitheness is departed,
I sit wondering, where I went wrong..
The pain of being alone is vigorous.
The thoughts in my head have me wishing ,
To lay in a snowy inky pothole.
I failed this life,
I feel so solo,
My true hue evaporate.
Now i am,
Senseless
Helpless
Breathless.
Endless
scuffles makes scar's on me.
With hope..
A Second glance..
Annoyed.
Can you hear me???
Can you hear me!!!
I often fall down into nothingness but now i think it's good for a person to spend time alone. It gives them an opportunity to discover who they are and to figure out why they are always alone....
Haritha Seby Jan 2016
Dreams are like bubbles
Fate is a fact
A destiny, a mystery !!
We dream to give ourselves hope. To stop dreaming ....well, that’s like saying you can never change your fate.
Haritha Seby Jan 2016
EnD
Darkness metastasize
the moon no longer bright
memories  floated
a dream buried.
I'm not sure this is a world I belong in anymore. I'm not sure that I want to wake up. There are two tragedies in my life
#I am a girl # I lost all my desires #
I am good girl , but not an angel. I do sin, but I am not the devil. I am just a girl in a big world trying to make my own signature.
Life is painful and fed up. It gets complicated at the worst of times, and sometimes l have no idea where to go or what to do.
Haritha Seby Jan 2016
A gentle zephyr
But,
No grass stirs,
No green,
No sun,
but yet I'm warm.
No movement but
the beat of my heart.
Yet I'm alone in
The bed of roses,
And field of peonies.
No clouds to break the
Illusions of peace.
Its all just a
Hallucination of tranquillity
Or phenomenons of the heart.
I have such a fear of finding another like myself, and such a desire to find one! I am so utterly lonely, but I also have such a fear that my isolation be broken through, and I no longer be the head and ruler of my universe.
Haritha Seby Jan 2016
Say yes
Open your eyes,
See that it's me,
And say yes.
**Kiss
Do you remember your favourite kiss? I do mine...
Haritha Seby Jan 2016
Oh! Kiss me in the morning
as I hunger just for you
Whisper all those things
that let me know
your heart is true
Poem for all who were madly love their beloved
Haritha Seby Dec 2015
The only
real blind person
at Christmas-time
is he who has not Christmas
in his heart**



HELEN KELLER
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