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We were never meant to be apart, yet this bitter depart

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All broken hearts are closer to God,

I can’t convey these hurtful feelings to you my lord,

These feelings are taking over my soul,

The only mistake was letting you go my angel but that wasn’t my goal.

 

 

Our relationship involved great love,

The romantic journey with you was full of euphoria,

I always loved your gentle eyes,

The love in your eyes made me feel alive,

You took my hand and we walked till dawn.

 

 

I believed in the dangerous idea of love,

Look where it has taken me now,

I found myself on the floor with deep scars on my heart,

I am just waiting for this heart to stop beating.

 

 

Singing our favorite hymns, can that fix my broken heart?

Tell me my darling where have you hidden the pieces of my heart?

My darling, come back once to revive my dying heart,

My darling, be my lover again as you promised to play this part,

My darling, tell me why does my heart hurts which magical spells have you cast?

My darling, tell me why this bitter depart?

 

 

As they say a broken heart is not fatal only brings immense pain.

Beyond The Grave

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With tears in their eyes loved ones may only pray,

Darkness shall creep in and loneliness will be the true companion,

Dreams, worldly treasures, love, hate will aid no more,

However much, one may cry or plead; going back will not be an option no more.

 

 

The final resting place,

There is little much beyond the grave,

A new journey, the unknown, a better land, a new and ultimate adventure,

Angels or demons dancing upon the grave,

The deeds done on this land will conclude the place in heaven or hell.

 

 

There will be voices from the sky,

Rest from the worldly labor they say,

Only the prior deeds will be assessed and will lead the way,

None shall interfere,

Truth shall be the guardian and lie shall be the assailant.

 

 

When the trumpet sounds, sounds from Gabriel’s trumpet,

Nature shall eat the flesh covering the soul,

Leaving only the naked soul to be judged by the al mighty,

Standing in the kingdom of God for the ultimate rendezvous,

Contemplate the journey beyond the grave.

The Path to Righteousness

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Stay close to the fire in this dark land,
When we bleed we know we fought our finest,
Wise men will bow down before our courage,
Be brave, be bold, be the face of audacity and follow the path to righteousness.
  
Hear the voices of the dark,
Some are crying, some are dying,
Despair and sadness will ruin your soul,
Walk through the valley of the shadow of death; fear no evil, think of old victory for comfort,
Listen to your heart the inner vociferous voices prodding you, to be righteous still.
 
 The darkness will try to swallow our pride and the demons will lead you onto the path of no return,
Darkness will allure with worldly treasures,
Do not be a prey,
Do not surrender to its will,
Sing old hymns with the angels still,
Emerge a preeminent warrior out of the dark.
 
 The answers are not black and white,
The frail deeds done in the dark will be brought to the light,
Just believe in the golden age, it will revive the spirit of the dying light,
Come out with rage and let evil see your wrath,
Don’t be gentle and show no mercy to the demons obstructing the path of righteousness,
We shall stand, where victory and the bright light meets with glorious triumph smiling upon us.

Sweet Friend of Mine

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A little crazy with a vivid soul,
A little too honest with a heart of gold,
This is the sweet friend of mine with eyes full of hope.
She is bold as brass,
She is the girl with countless dreams,
Globetrotter, energetic, strong minded; these words describe her the best,
I thank whatever Gods may be, for giving me a friend full of zest.
 
She is the one, with whom I can share my sorrows and joy,
She is the light of hope when I see darkness in its awful shades around me,
The beautiful friend of mine who is always in high spirits,
She is made up of truth; ask her any question her opinion will not deceive,
Her soft voice is reminiscent melody of a song that brings harmony in my melancholy life.
 
Her kindly smile brings frolic and joy,
I experience the spiritual inspiration in trusting her as days go by,
And her helping hand truly glorifies this friendship of ours,
I to my pledged word am true I shall honor this friendship even if I have to reach for the stars,
I to my pledged word am true I shall not walk away,
Just whisper my name and I shall be there by your side,
Forever we go, hand in hand sweet friend of mine.

The Writer

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Free thinker, liberated from the shackles of society, creative, these are some of the attributes that describes a writer. The people who will pour their heart out on a piece of paper and I think everyone has a writer in them, some write because it’s their passion, some write because they just want to have fun and some because it’s easier to pen down their thoughts on a piece of paper than to discuss it with a friend. A writer is no average Joe or Jane, they just wander off to their wonderland and create a piece that is inspiring or has a different point of view. When all is said and done a writer always has to write the truth and only the truth. They have an obligation to the society to put their hand on the bible and cross their heart, to write the truth and nothing but the truth, whether writing about current events, personal lives or a news article.

A writer tries to pen down their emotions, imagination and creativity into a piece and then leaves it on the readers to appreciate the art they have created on paper. Writer always want their reader to treat them as their friends and create a bond, a relationship with their reader through their work and at the end of the book or article, this spectrum of relationship just ends on a good note or bad one according to the piece the writer has written. A parallel universe is created by a writer’s imagination; the creative entity designed is vastly complicated as it expects a lot from the reader also. The reader should also have the kind of vivid imagination and the understanding power that the drama of the writer is asking for, or in some cases the vivid imagination of the writers takes over the mind of the reader and takes the reader into the fantasy world of the writer and casts a magical spell so the readers falls in love with the writer’s art. Writing is a craft where you struggle and keep learning as you write about your day to day experiences, fiction stories, love tales, poetry, etc. This craft of writing cannot be mastered, it is merely a learning curve but as you progress you will get better at it.

Writing and music go hand in hand, writer’s sweet words are like the harmonious tones of a musician, and the meaning of the article or story is like a singer’s melodious voice. A well written article is like a symphony it can be read again and again. It is mesmerizing and you are just lost in the essence of the article.

I am a writer at heart,

I am a liberated soul,

I pledge to the world I will write what is true,

I will create magic with my words,

I will create ideas that ferment in the minds of the reader,

I will strive at becoming the greatest wordsmith,

I am a writer at heart,

I am a liberated soul

Keep writing people.

Love, Lost at Sea

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Here I am, lost at sea,
The waves come crashing onto the ship’s deck,
The sea is dark, dark as a grave,
Once again into the fray, now I fight sea’s finest warrior,
The storm is getting more furious,
It’s my turn to experience the wrath of the sea.

 

I just wish I could see you once, my love,
To taste your lips,
You touching my finger tips,
To live one more day,
To be in your arms and feel your love only once, I pray.

 

The winds are strong and free,
No shore at sight and I shall face the brutality of the sea,
The winds will not halt; waves will not halt,
Tempest keeping its grace by giving me a chance to revolt,

 

At heart I am still a little boy,
As I see your smile my heart fills with joy,
There is something sweet, something romantic in your smile, something mesmerizing in those eyes.

 

The deep roar of this lonely ocean, as lonely as me,
Craving for some dark secret love, it swallows gray bodies regret free,
Where the sky and sea meets I stand with love in my heart,
The thunder clouds began to play its part,
This storm holds my destiny but my love will stay strong till eternity.

 

As the waves begin to rise,
I began to imagine my loves sweet smile and remembering her sweet lies.
Nothing could drown the oceans mighty roar,
I will find a way back home my darling to be by your sight; I promise this distance will be no more,
Sailor’s first love is the sea with this quote the sea taunts me,
I found heaven in your arms; your love was like a loftier song,
This sea will not set me free the time has come to abandon my love, my grace for this egotistic sea.

 

Goodbye my love, goodbye my friend, goodbye my joy,
Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye.