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Tonight there's nothing                    
Look left look right                    
Nothing left in sight.                             
 My eyes so open very wide.                
But everything,everyone is left to hide.                                                      
Cause­ from inside I found.                 
 It's the punches we take pound for pound.                                                    
  That­ eventually leave us bruised and down.                                                          
B­ut now there's no one left to frown.                                         
 Nothingness an emotional wreck.                                        
As far as the eyes could see as far as your legs could treck.                        
Now what went wrong along the way                                        
Found someone else yesterday.      
Now all I am, all I was is left behind.                                        
Nothingness down roads we wind.                                              
But what we don't see.                            
Is nothingness is to be free.          
Believe in me                                          
now is what I see                                      
to make a change                      
Completely rearrange                        
Now I see.                                              
That this nothingness is a beginning to a new me....
Showing self worth and inspiring change is something you find through pain and sometimes through others
Ignite my soul
Welcome my pleas
Smirk at my grief
Steal it all away, please.
Excite my skin
Invite me to kin
Show me how scary life can get
Steal it all away, please.
Dance around me while I sob
Employ my sorrow
Pay me for each teardrop I shed
Steal it all away, please.
Pleasure my senses
Unleash my beast
And just when I think I need to cry
Steal it all away from me, please.
-Amy.
His words pacify my thoughts
Painting my busy mind an angelic shade of white
Upon me, he cast his spell
Gave me wings, a halo and set me to flight.

He walked up to his Piano with a smile
Within a minute, I could feel chills down my spine
The way he threw his head back
The way his fingers explored those white keys so fine

Lost in a trance, tears run down my eyes
My wish has come true because of him
Instead of crying because I am weak or meek
My tears I have devoted to music, my loyal mate.

How humble, how naive, how passionate
Despite the surrounding drama and his oscar fame
Words, he doesn't use them much
And to his enigmatic freshwater ocean of Music,
I am a happy slave.
To Sir A.R Rahman. His music is the reason I'm alive today. As long as I'm breathing, my heart shall dance to his tunes.
Once you know what heaven feels like,
It simply becomes the hardest thing
to survive between four walls
to survive among people
and eventually
die.
The limitless array of the animistic Jewels—Each fighting their magnetic urge
To come together as one, a forever lasting passion dripping off their kiss
Twinkling within the soul of the observer
Magically, like in an illusion, like one huge celestial trance
No gem on Earth can compete with the star
She is beauty beyond compare.

The ancient array of the mountain ranges — Some holding hands
Others neither eclipse, call out nor meet
Arising from the ground, leaping high tearing into the sky
A magnificent vision, an inspiring sight
The earthly mountain cordillera —
The anklets that adorn Mother Earth's precious feet.

Wandering around aimlessly with life taking speed and power
Kingdom Meteora devastating the passionate darkness around
Go ahead, wish the wish of your life
Lover, conqueror, dreamer — Abducted from your material world
Here, you found your self
As not all those who wander are lost.

Flowing with grace, inborn pride and honor
Sultry, sensual, worldly, wisely
Beautiful transparent, suspicious translucent or dangerous blue-green opaque
The Ocean sings to us the secret lullaby
Gushing and roaring out loud like a woman forced into burning pyre
Whispering her twilight prayers — seductively into your ear
Leaving you boundless and bare,
and to your imagination, she stretched it a far far way.
-Amy.
Inspiration is everywhere.
For him, it's his eyes,
he peers through me,
Not in the sense of invisibility,
but rather the opposite.
Blue eyes prominent.
Dissecting my every microexpression,
each new sentiment doesn't happen without being perceived.
Who am I when he isn't looking?
I know he knows.
I don't try to hide anything.
His icy eyes will break my lies
each and every time.

But for you, it's your touch.
You caress my back - my spine quivers,
a kiss is thrilling,
holding hands, a promise.
Your fingers touch my cheek
it makes me freeze.
The very thought of your skin against mine
sends me spiraling,
a slave to my own deadly sin.
the gravity of addiction is stronger than I.
Don't let me get too close.
I haven't dropped an addiction yet,
you will not mark the first.
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