Nonsense

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To see the unspoken.
Cursed but not broken.
To crave but not desire.
Loathe, but still admire.

Treading the pebbles of love.
Cursing and loving the One above.
Realizing the myth called life.
Wishing Holiness was a pride.

The sun seems too quiet.
Blinded seems the air.
Scold my junk diet.
Nobody seems to care.

Fashionable is my soul.
Face made of coal.
Poverty to learn from!
Thunder in a storm.

Nonsense is what I cry.
Submission to their sighs.
Scaled down to ‘The Human’.
No difference being a demon.

A beautiful Creation

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Being a part of the divinity,
we love someone
Dedicate our life for our loved.
We love someone coz we love ourselves.
A respect we show to our own self.
To satisfy my hunger of the thunder within,
And to pacify my grudge against them…
This universe and I are nothing but a creativity of the eternal.
And I love myself more then the creativity itself.
So I m goanna leave this world for her and pacify my conscience.
Like every creator did and redefined the word creativity…