I don't know,
which girl let me go back to heaven trip again.
But I'm certain,
that half moon light, travel in hell, with fall a part of dark rain.
#thought #dream #girl #trip

Feeling to be isolation,
Sadness & happiness be suffocation.
I just looking for similar observation,
Tell me, what kind of things would you have for this operation.
#thought #suffocation #observation

I assure you,
never let you go.
if, you made me gone,
trust me, I'll never be back.
#thought

Path of life find a faith...
"Fate", cheater of death?
Only have, that i face, to flash,
"Crevices" smoke of stuff to ash...
"Man"
#life #path #faith #fate #death

The people of the society were also lost in that crowd,
We are the society, We are immersed in mud.
#thought #people #society #immersed

Hoping, distance would dull the pain,
Yet, those memories surprisingly rain.
Sipping my day to day with the sorrow,
Despite flow fares, filings are on tomorrow.
#thought

I'm not bad,
but even bad things happen to me,

So surely you can say to me some bad words,
and it will never be abused,
by my side, to you.
#thought

Wake a rise time,
Receives presence,
But, I'm falling apart,
I retreat with absence...
#thought #time #retreat

I don't understand,
I'm in the love or hate.
Are the people's laid off,
Or, they down on my fate?
#thought

As much as,
I'm imprisoned,
in your evils eyes,
the more you'll be free,
to me, as a sinner drivels,
Perhaps, we're trying to find,
It will be a moment when we're,

I want to be a skilled potter,
But, upset at some Social-Sculpture.

I want to change them,
Want to fill with the colour, as I selected.

"then how can I forget the law of potency"

Without destroying the existence of it,
I can not give the shape I want, and can't fill colour as I expected.
#thought

a women has no ability, or a class,
until the men cannot make any flaws.
#thought

Now…,
I’m old enough.

To get the price,
That’s goes hard.
#thought

Saw the picture, with the eye,
By the winds, Colours are fly...
#thought

Those drops of rain,
kissing the lips of the earth.
Fragrant smell, scattered all around,
after a long time ago, my smile is there.

But, it prevailed commendably,
it was also imprisoned in the walls of glass.
Now, doesn't take a long time to smile anymore,
just a fair price to be settled with the way to pass.
#thought

"...☀...."
When the burning sun,
Taking fragrance from the jewels,
Including rays from the earth's,
Seeing himself in the rivers,
From the crest of the summit,
Hiding behind,
So I'll always sleep...
#thought #reason #sun #sleep

Not a bargain, not a name.
Respects never just a prize to claim,
Not, a debt, nor a mark that's made,
Respect is never just a prize to trade.

"It’s just a moment, a truth—an awareness that we together made"

A weight we see in another’s stance,
Even if they never ask for the chance.
It’s the weight of a soul that stands,
Even when no one holds out their hands.
It’s the weight of a soul that stands alone,
That's Unasked, Unclaimed, yet fully known.

Not just for those who rise to be seen,
But for those who exist—silent, unseen.
Not just for those who rise and shine,
But for the ones who stand—by choice, by time.
#thought

I often lose myself, in coitus deals,
I always fall in love, with people's.
Then suddenly a thought,
Comes, in my mind...
My search is still incomplete,
Why? I'm so blind…
That person is initially not mine,
Someone else is there, would be fine.
#thought

"the body is just a soulful culmination process of emotions"
"rather than the mean of soul carrying it out to be a spectral-bed"
#thought

Never lie to self,
To get the chance to winning the same...
Never lie to self,
To feed the heart to wearing the flame...
#Thought #chance #feed #flame

Look behind after,
Sensual thoughts.
Delicious diligent,
Makeover out now.
But,
nothing will happens,
More then,
have your awareness sentiment.
#thought #sentimental

In those shabby walls that have become old,
got some cracks.
Some plants have grown in those cracks,
Those who no longer bear flowers.

Get scorched in the thick sun or take baths in the dim sunlight,
Whether they play blindly with the nights or reap sprinkled in rain for centuries,

But, maybe it is not possible,
Now some remaining flowers can be planted on them.
#thought

When the body works hard and breath comes shallow,
it speaks of struggle, effort, a drive that narrows.
A pulse that quickens to push through the strain,
a sign of life, a battle, a gain.

But when someone say your words sound shallow,
it cuts, stings like a sudden shadow –
because words should breathe deep, pull from the core?
not just skim the surface, but speak of more?

Shallow cuddles, skin-close and thin,
hardly seem the way into derail
a reckoning long due,
where my words shouldn't clash,
unraveling the threadbare seams
we've held between us.

In the pause, breath touches breath,
and the words, once sharp and waiting,
dissolve into the warmth of skin –
soft, simple, silent.

So I've draws shallow breaths, tight and thin,
like threads that bind the breaking within.
Sweat traces maps down a weathered face,
each line a journey, a quiet embrace.

The weight I bears in every stride,
heavier than air, yet light inside.
For in the labor, I finds my claim,
a whispered truth, a rising flame.

Because the shallow breath, though brief and small,
holds the pulse of the fight, the rise, the fall.
It marks the moments I did not yield,
and that's why it comes – my harvest, my field.
#thought

I live my life just for this,
I will light up all the stars.

To extent blur moon,
I'll give rise to flash for.

that hide staring,
To me, from afar...

One after the other,
I'll break the all-stars.

Maybe, it will arise,
If my all-stars are broke.

That dimly lit moon,
There will always be light.
#thought

Shiva is the reflection,
of that Swoon.
That which comes from,
the consciousness of the Case-*****.
#thought

Is,
that fair to me?
Burn me,
to your heart's-content.
But,
only this much praise has to be set.
Please,
don't strip me down to my Shroud sheet.
#thought

Just as the little shuttles for,
finished, in the loom on the row.

Unnoticed threads flow, seamlessly wrong,
creating a pattern both intricate and strong.

Each throw of the shuttle behind a thousand threads,
Their diverse colours and textures form a rich on heads.

"In teamwork, every effort is a thread,
to the final fabric, of success on the head.

The rhythm of life, much like the weaver's hands,
intertwines our choices and destinies"

In the modern digital age,
every online interaction is another thread,

expanding the vast network of human connections,
Though the threads may seem insignificant alone.

together they create beautiful complex designs,
and I'm sure that's how our shared existence is.
#thought

Even in all those deaths,
I just getting miserably shy...
Then how can I authorize you,
On my death, you should be able to cry...
#thought #deaths #miserably #authorize