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I snake of her seep.
Her lie of her night.
Her edge of her night.
Her weak.
Her shine to the rights of her.
I call by the moon.
Sant deep.
Lit-ears like love looms.
A love loom. A light.
An edge. A naasha.
A tabaha.
A love on the moon iks and sand mars.
A light to the edge of her soil.
Her night is Basmein.
Ha kaas mein. Sahita.
Ha judge hai mahita.
Sab nahi par dinka pyaar.
Si chi li vo ti vaha pyar me.
Sunidhi
The world is bigger than.
My reed is lover when.
A thought is bigger fan.
A lie to knit you with.
A date to lover with.
Is compliance a great hood of her?
My heroine.
My crust takes.
My hurt love.
A sin.
A love bead.
Bard shaped muse.
A sight-toxic.
Win my love.
Hone my deep.
Be her.
Be me.
Subdue.
Love me right of shape.
Love me formless.
Be.
Sunidhi
A love of war.
A night of hale.
A dye of her mouth.
A liar.
Seclude me from my panes.
A liar.
A light two thousand years ago.
Faith like pure babies.
Her move like rabbit eyes.
A lover knead.
A night knead.
Dough-knit hours of rice and God.
Her hunger knew faiths of God.
Her.
Sunidhi
"This is my wish for you: Comfort on difficult days, smiles when sadness intrudes, rainbows to follow the clouds, laughter to kiss your lips, sunsets to warm your heart, hugs when spirits sag, beauty for your eyes to see, friendships to brighten your being, faith so that you can believe, confidence for when you doubt, courage to know yourself, patience to accept the truth, Love to complete your life."
-Ralph Waldo Emerson-
Laid To Rest.
You were here And now you're not
The process was not sudden But from my distant eye it was
You were a friend Then not so much
Loved by many Yet not by me
Not anymore After the way you treated me
During one of the worst periods Of my life to date
No escape My only one
You made a personal hell when you Weaseled your way into any chance you could make it so
So I love you And I hate you
Because you Didn't know
Except for the part where That shouldn't have mattered
Still I hope you rest peacefully But also hope we don't meet again.
a birb
(poetry but wholesome! just a little something to get my mind off somethings)
walking,
squaking,
oh so happy with life.
being amazing,
nothing short of crazy.
one day I'll find one.
one day I be free.
one I can sing my songs of glory.
like the birds,
that sing so happily!
I never thought I get here.
but the wind blew me through the sky.
and landed me here.
hopefully it'll blow me some more.
lead me to the opportunity behind the door.
hopefully,
I'll be free,
i'll fly some more.