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The worst has already passed

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When you feel so lonely and can’t sleep at night,
because everything gives you a fright.
The pain and the sadness takes control,
and once again you’re all alone.

I love darkness, I am afraid of the light, the only light I love staring at, is the moonlight.

I devote myself to acting happy,
but at night when I’m all alone,
some how it all spills out,
when no-one can see, and no-one can hear.
All of the pain and all of the fear.

Each day I live, the pain consumes,
What little sanity I have bloomed.
Like walking in a cloud of fog,
Falling down, sinking into smog.

Down in a black hole trying to escape depression,
But you can’t run away from what will always be your reflection.
And as you run away reality is getting nearer,
And instead of changing you, you try to change the mirror.
But what do you do when the mirror falls down?
Breaking apart as it hits the ground.

But now I am stronger; stronger than before.
Because I have realized, fear can only be bad if you imagine it more & more.
And sorrow comes with tears just as gray clouds come with rain,
And then it will pass quicker than it came.
So just be proud you didn’t cut yourself with the mirror’s glass,
And just know that the worst already passed.

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Beasts that we call human

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Like an apple that has fallen from the tree,
her soul was rotting.
Rotting…Deep in the emotions of the misery,
the feelings that never seemed to be setting her free.
You could say others have had it worse than her,
but until you take a few steps in the worn out path of her misery,
with the burdens she carried, only then can you unravel her mystery.
The scars always there never to vanish,
never to be repaired.
The physical pain may have vanquished,
but the emotional pain will always lay stagnant in her mind,
The pain that she endured through her teenage
made permanent cracks in the building blocks of her foundation,
to make her suffer the bitterness that was left behind,
forever in her mind.

She heard the footsteps approaching her,
And something inside her screamed this time it really isn’t right.
The words he was saying were ruthless and cruel,
And each time he hit her she sat there and obeyed each and every rule. Too strong, he was….physically.

Each and every swing felt worse and worse,
And then all she wanted was to be dead in a hearse.
He threw against the wall then proceeded to pin her to the ground
He hit her again, covered the mouth, not letting her make a sound.

She started to struggle and tried to release herself of his forceful grip.
Then the next thing she heard was a loud, horrifying rip
His hands were cold and she cringed at first touch.
She closed her eyes wishing the time would just pass by
And that next time she opened them she would be up in the sky
He pushed harder and harder and excruciating pain was all she felt
The next thing she heard was the unbuckling of his belt.

Something happened inside of her that she cannot explain,
She got this surge of energy and said, “F you, coward”
But the dirty mud was clawing under her nails,
The pain increased by seconds.
Pain thriving up her body,
Screams so loud,
She thought anyone would hear.
Anyone would,
should have heard her sorrow filled cries,
But no one came.
He lingered,
Tearing off clothes,
faster than the light shining down.
Tears poured out of her eyes,
Begging,
Pleading for him to stop,
But the pain only grew,
Till his pursue was finished with her.
The pain entering,
Was like ripping knives,
Like getting cut by a blade, when it heals,
It still leaves a scar.
The pain torched on her was inhumane,
Made by a soulless creature, a beast.
But there she still lay. Wilting. Crying.
Still begging for the help,
That never came. The help….that…..never came….

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Glimpses of Benevolence

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I glanced upon a picture in the newspaper today…

a Christian missionary providing water to a Muslim village suffering from water scarcity,

,sharing a plain smile, hand reaching out – and I thought to myself, how gracious.

Then..the clouds parted just enough for sunlight to shine down on me

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touching my heart & a miracle occurred, not the kind others see – this miracle happened inside me.

I looked again at the picture & saw creation – unity, humanity, love, kindness without thought of religion or creed.

I saw the face of the Almighty…

I caught a glimpse of a news on television today.

Young male doctors providing free medical aid to poor village women for an entire week,

sharing a plain smile, hand reaching out – and I thought to myself, how courteous.

Then…the dark sky brightened with enough starlight to shine down on me,

touching my heart & a miracle occurred,

not the kind others flock to see – this miracle happened inside me.

I looked again & saw their souls – unity, humanity, love, kindness without thought of gender or greed.

I saw the face of the Almighty…

I took a peek at a webcast today.

A group of students from many cities building homes for poor families destroyed by earthquake,

sharing simple smiles,

hands reaching out – and I thought to myself, how soft-hearted.

Then…the smiles turned to laughter joyous enough to shine around me,

touching my heart & a miracle occurred, not the news making kind – this miracle happened inside me.

I looked again and saw heaven – unity, humanity, love, kindness, without thought of region or wealth.

 I saw the face of the Almighty…smiling, and I knew change was possible. 

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I Saw Her Scars……

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She walks through the halls, I take note of it all.

She hears the names being called, She notices the lies being told.

She feels the heavy atmosphere full of rumors and hidden lives.

Someone lies about her and everyone else believes.

She sits in the corner, the last desk of the row.

Like a black and white picture fading away very slow.

The point, the stare, their laughter fills the air.

No sleeves to hide what she had done, only a painted veil.

She remembers that night, the night they all laugh about.

If only they were there, If only they all knew,

What this game could do to you.

The screams were loud, the door was locked, the bruise was bold.

The steel was cold, her skin was warm,

The room was dark, her tears were not shown.

She fell to her knees & looked to the sky,

She tried but couldn’t even cry.

She cuts too deep, but she didn’t care,

Anything to not be here.

She felt like air, She fell to the ground,

And then She couldn’t hear a sound……Ever.

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An unrealistic dream

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Love in my life is like sand,

A strong gust of wind sifts it through my hand.

With you all my dreams seemed like coming true,

You’ve robbed me of those, what can I now do?

The hopes that we shared, the dreams that we saw,

Then you turned around leaving a scar that went raw.

The truth you tell me hurts more than your lie,

Once I learned it, I started to cry.

I still think of you lying in that bed,

And wonder if there is anything I could have said.

I wish you were still here,

But I know you’re still near.

You weren’t just my lover but my best-friend as well,

I gave you my all when in love I fell.

Into a million pieces I have been shattered,

Neither you cared, nor did it mattered.

Look at all the pain I’ve won,

I bet you think its all been fun.

You were my first kiss, my first love,

And now you don’t even care.

How could you just blow it away?

When you called us the perfect pair!

You said the words I love you,

But its obvious, things have changed.

I said the words I love you,

And my feelings are still the same.

You said I’ll love you forever,

But forever was not long enough.

I said I’ll love you always,

And I’ll mean it throughout nights & days.

I cannot imply to you what forever means,

Because your version of forever isn’t what it seems.

And my version of always,

seems like an unrealistic dream.

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A War is Never Over

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A war is never over,

It can never be,

The valor of the fearless,

Will stay alive till the last drop of sea.

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A war is never over,

Though treaties be signed,

The memories of the battles,

Are never out of our minds.

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A war is never over,

So when you welcome the heroes home,

Remember, In their minds they hold,

Memories known to them alone.

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A war is never over,

For those, who have lost someone forever,

The loss of a son, a husband, a father,

No good memories can replace ever.

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A Reminder by Rain

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It was raining last night,
calm, gentle rain,
that tapped against my window pane,
& called me back from unsettled sleep,
to soothe a heart too numb to weep.

I pushed my window open wide,
to let the soothing rain rush inside.
It caressed my cheeks, lips, eyes & hair,
And for a moment I thought,
My beloved you were there.

I was in fact thinking of you today,
and these days, I actually do that a lot it seems.
You’re always in my heart by day,
at night you drift into my dreams.

I want to feel you in my arms,
Even though you’re so miles away.
I hope you still remember me deep in your heart,
Even if we speed on different paths today.

I want to be the music that you listen to,
I’ll be there in every song.
I’ll laugh with you and sing with you,
and comfort you when your days go wrong

I’ll be the moon as it dances
on the water cold and still,
For I have loved you always,
and I know I always will.

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Though you may not see me in physical form,
as you opted to live your life today,
Just close your eyes and think of me,
I will not be too far away.

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