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posted by irena83
In this room of despair,
A man is sitting with demons
Inside his head.
In this room of memories,
Only death breathes,
A man lives with gloom,
A man dies with sadness.

Inside his eyes ,
In that depth of blue terror,
Years of despair are seen,
Years of struggle are painted.

His life,
Cruel and lonely,
Was never a joy,
कड़वा and sad
This man lives with demons
Of past.

I can see the pain that
Is painted on his face,
Silhouettes of past that
Play this संगीत of terror,
I see only darkness and despair
Inside the eyes of a sad man.
This sadness is mine too,
This poem is written द्वारा the curse of
The children who will never meet happiness,
This poem is a poem of a sad man,
A man who sees nothing but greys.
posted by r260897
Ye, Lord let the fragrance of flowers
Mix in blowing breeze
Make the shade of trees even कूलर
To give traveler much और peace
Let the trees go even wider and taller
To save the earth from burning heat
Make the smell of soil so sweet
That the countrymen live to die for their country
Let the sun shine even brightly
To make मक्का, मकई fields look like gold
Lord make the sky even wider
To save us from every harm
Let the moonlight spread around
Let the beauty make us a bit warm
Oh Lord above all, Give us a willing दिल
Lord, let us be your part….. your part
If only they could come to see,
या they could realize.
That all the mixed-up crazy things
Are why she hides her eyes.
She's holding back the sadness,
But her face gives her away.
She takes no time to express it
Because she doesn't want to say.
Her दिल sinks like the setting sun,
Sadness has pushed her down.
The ones that know her all believe
That she can turn around.
But none of them can understand
Just what goes on inside.
Rain and tears and storms thrash on;
It's why she always cries.
She hurts too much to look beyond
The sadness in her mind.
So one can only hope for her,
That happiness she will find.
If only they could come to see,
या they could realize.
All these things they're looking past;
They're why she hides her eyes.
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How beautiful the Sun is when newly risen
He hurls his morning greetings like an explosion!
— Fortunate the one who can lovingly salute
His setting, और glorious than a dream!

I remember!... I have seen all, flower, stream, furrow,
Swoon under his gaze like a palpitating heart...
— Let us run to the horizon, it's late,
Let us run fast, to catch at least a slanting ray!

But I pursue in vain the sinking god;
Irresistible Night, black, damp, deadly,
Full of shudders, establishes his reign;

The odor of the tomb swims in the shadows
And at the marsh's edge my timid foot
Treads upon slimy snails and unexpected...
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posted by ThornedRose
life has won over death
you arrive
a joyuss look in your eyes
you were laughing
you were smiling
you were crawling
when आप took your first steps
you were mesmirized
you were running
you were jumping
you were making mud pies
clinging onto me
soon आप were older
to old for grownups
you played with your फ्रेंड्स
you played sports
but आप still called me mommy
you were chasing after girls
you were failing your classes
you were making a mess of your world
soon आप betrayed me
you lied and आप cheated
you चुरा लिया from me
you disapeared for days
you dropped out of school
you swore at me
you snuck into...
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THE DANCE OF DEATH

by: Charles Baudelaire

ARRYING bouquet, and handkerchief, and gloves,
Proud of her height as when she lived, she moves
With all the careless and high-stepping grace,
And the extravagant courtesan's thin face.

Was slimmer waist e'er in a ball-room wooed?
Her floating robe, in royal amplitude,
Falls in deep folds around a dry foot, shod
With a bright flower-like shoe that gems the sod.

The swarms that hum about her collar-bones
As the lascivious streams caress the stones,
Conceal from every scornful jest that flies,
Her gloomy beauty; and her fathomless eyes

Are made of...
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