he’s sad, that’s why he’s beautiful.©iamnotabadslime
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I love the gift of solitude, but not the gift of isolation.©iamnotabadslime
a few months ago, someone told me this phrase. nothing, i just thought that this phrase might help you. we are someone's yellow. cheer up, mate! kudos
smile, mate. you are someone's yellow
you're a destructive piece of art. i love how worse you are.
you're a lullabythat sings me to sleep,a melody that buried me too deep.you are the voice within me,that makes me drown in melancholy.©iamnotabadslime
DEATH IS FREEDOM, BUT CONTINUE BREATHING, MATE.©iamnotabadslime
flowers do rot, too. their time is limited, remember that.
as I watchhow the flower that you gavereach its rotten stage;it was thetime when myover-flowinglove for youfade.©iamnotabadslime
i think... this is goodnight, folks...
i hope there are things that'll make you remember me when i feel like i'm disappearing, like how i remembered you the times when you were in your dreary phase.©iamnotabadslime
not to brag, but i already befriended darkness.
it took me years to understandthat this darkness that you gaveis a gift, too.©iamnotabadslime
you are like a nebula -- my cloud of joyful gas,the comfy cloud that kept me going midst of widely spreading darkness,that one specific possession of mine that luminously seducing my tired and sinuous sky,you are the interstellar that fills my voids within,you are that widespread gasses of frolic that brings me to life.©iamnotabadslime
When faith deprives you of illusions, do not seek it. Her paradox is an unlikely scenario consistent with personal dreams. To see invisible things, use what they have taught you before. Enlightenment has the eyes of an angel©ghost73
Some poets dieBefore they actuallyDie©yashuvenkatesh
Even in the midst of the crowdI feel a void inside and outThe dark night appears more darker to meAnd there are no stars to be foundIam longing for my carefree soulWhom I lost and which hasn't yet been foundPeople are busy in the race of seeking attentionWhereas iam hiding away from all pretentionThere's so much noise everywhereBut is there someone who genuinely hear?Sometimes when this silence of mine rips off my mindI feel like screaming and crying at the same timeI got fed up with every thing of mineBlamed my very own expectations whenever Disappointment came from behindAs I packed my emotions to shove them awayI saw my mental peace curiously peeping through the same gatewayI bid adieu even to those hopes of mineSitting in the lap of expectations who used to shineNow I expect nothing from anyoneAs surprises pleases me more than dissappointmentsIn the midst of this nightIam just longing for someone to truly careSomeone with whom solitude I can share©poetjustbychance
Edge of Music
why do you scatter the ashthe embers are coldgo light another fire thenthe pyres are all soldbeyond ash and smokebeyond the last firebeyond the horizonnow incapable of containmentbeyond the touchof evening clouds afirefar away from reminiscencesI stand at the edge of musicfalling from the skywaiting for your footfalljust once to pass me by©not_maestral
Oh, Shadow of mineOf shapeless character you beget Demons and angels for long Dressed like a black swan In a cloak with an invisible spell The heights of preposterous behaviour Ugly schemes and devilish prayersInviting utter abomination Oh, Shadow of mine Days go by in fear of truth Clandestine nights with lover’s stolen memoirsIn handMornings are but a continuationOf longing Succumbed to the body of daunting disposition Coupled with couplets of 90s antebellum literatureOh, Shadow of mine©dipalirana
Always go with the choice that scares you the most.
Some people are worth melting for©brisky