A Happy Hallucination

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The Illusion of a Happy Ending

The truth is,in a dog -eat-dog world,
Fools find themselves the prey.

My past self, the one that saw the good.

Was burned to ash.

That innocent child , before all the hormones came into the picture,

Believed in the whole concept that goodness exists.

Now, I see that a happy ending is nothing more than a hallucination.

Only pleasant in the fleeting moments of instability.

I’ve watched the game of life,

Shattered into pieces of uncertainty, and mixed with self doubt.

Only then can I recreate a reflection of myself.

This new self, won’t tear apart.

It won’t break again.

It will no longer be called a fool,

For wanting good from everyone.

Like a past song, I was forgotten

And burned to ash.

Now, a different reflection looks back.

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Grand Escape

A grand escape is what it takes;

To leave this monochromic maze

But its the indecisiveness

That’s still holding you

Not any cuff or chain

Its your own fear

The fear of failure

That has its grip on you

Reason behind your changed behavior

So, start right now

Don’t let that overpower you

Build your way

Slowly and in a steady pace

Till you know you are ready

To get out of this phase

That’s when you know

Its time, for your grand escape

The brick on brick staircase

You made, will lead you

To what may be your way.

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Acknowledgment ~A Poem

It’s said that, to recognize your foe

You must open your eyes wide

When you look around then you’ll know

That the one’s who point your faults in life

Are the only one’s you will want to prove otherwise

Those are really the well wishers for your time

But Why?

Aren’t you already the worst critics to your own crimes

So the one’s you love and carry forward

Towards every future

Yet those are the one’s who don’t actually care

To say if you are there

And that your efforts are marked in bold along with underline

Recognized and needed as they are a part of your subconscious mind

Even when you have left the world behind

And the only opinion you recollect is theirs

Every single time

Then who must acknowledge you from your inside?

Remember to always appreciate the ones that love you ❤️

Leap Year ll Poetry

Happy New Year 🎊

A New Year

A New day

For every mistake I made

Is now out of this frame

Making space,for all emerging gains

A new high

For a fresh start to life

Where it’s do or die

And the stakes are high

Creating a stage

For the greatest gamble

At this game

Betting all what’s left

To this leap year

After four long years

Feeding at just grains.

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By my side ||Poem

A beautiful night where you’re

By my side

Always mine

Your eyes as soothing as the stillness in the sky

As I shut my eyes a feeling envelopes my mind

As the heated gaze from the fire inside

While my heart beats in sync to the rhythm of your sight

Which travels to every inch covering

What was once mine

Now moving into depths unknown

Created to heal your soul

Making me all love blind

Ignoring even the last glimpses

Almost as it dissolves into oblivion

But this very moment with you, by my side

Is what takes control of my mind

Captivating me into an endless loop

Creating a world far from the reality

Which once was the cause of my pain

Now it’s been long

Since I’ve been in that state

All alone,like old times

Love Slave ||Poetry

No matter what I do

To whatever extent I go

It would always be less for you

No tear can make you realise

What are the things I wished to do for you

Every other past I have had has been the same

How I was sure you wouldn’t be into those games

Never have I ever felt this way

But I still feel loved no matter what you say

Hurt and pain have been my bae

In those nights you were away

Yet I only hoped you would seek me everyday

A thought is all it would take

And I would smile throughout the day

My love might seem to be a waste

But just be my guest

And I would be your love slave

Let me be your art💕

Art ❤️

Touch || Poetry

Your fingers play piano on my skin

While my soul sings

To every note played at ur tips

Bringing my heart a feeling of closeness

To my hearth

Giving flames that light

Every inch it owns

Your touch calling me home

Making me crave the world

While our flames begin to burn

Ash disolving every dose of agony

Risen to crossovers and turnovers

No matter what , I am still here

To the last

Let there be change;like a tag

But you and me here is what that lasts

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