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  • wanifalak235 15w

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    Is it possible to be a hurdle
    Or something else to be a bundle
    Sometimes you feel like a candle
    With darkened room and no handle
    Is that your mind or you fainting
    Or something else like you painting
    You drawing your lights to brighten'
    For her gloomy nights to lighten'
    Will she bloom again and rely
    Or her hope , died as leaves dry
    ©wanifalak235

  • wanifalak235 21w

    Aching ️

    Whom will i show my wrenching blood
    When no one is shedding nor flood
    Is it me , or some lost thoughts of thine
    Or some ghosted shambles of that Rhine
    Disarrayed beholder with beloved and panting pain
    Tormented agony full of lasting vain
    The sufferings subdued my dark aisle
    Still longing endlessly and smiling for a while
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  • wanifalak235 21w

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    A letter to myself

    Hello Dear inner self, You know there are some ups and downs in life but don't let them overtake you and your mental peace. You know probably no one is there to understand the pain or stiffness but atleast you are there for yourself. Life is very hard and even harder when you have freaking people around you. Not just your friends or stuff, even your family, all freak you out when you aren't enough. Breaking is okay but being hit by pain again and again even when you are already in pain is hella hard. I think everyone has that stage where they think they can't make it happen but ultimately they do make it and let the gloom get out of it .The reality often reveals faces which you aren't ready to see and bursts the fear out of you for which you are shattered only. May be i am here because, sometimes bursting your thoughts makes you feel lighter. There are so much emotions that you aren't able to let go of any. And your heart is so mad in pain that you don't know where your way is leading you.When people break, let them break because sometimes breaking into pieces is better than being shrouded with glomminess and melancholy!
    O my heart! you are beautifully and melancholically strong

    ©wanifalak235

  • wanifalak235 24w

    My lips are dry
    Will you hold me till i rely?

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  • wanifalak235 25w

    Sometimes it's too late to ask anything

  • wanifalak235 26w

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    The land of bloody shove
    The hand full of bleeding dove
    Hands covered in gloves
    But the blood still flows
    Dogs standing in human forms
    With handful of iron warms
    Even the dogs mourn the Arcadia
    But these tyrants jibe With alea
    The dawn covered with bloody eyes
    And the dusk with cold goodbyes
    The vicious and bloodthirsty power
    With never-ending cycle of hover
    Fortnights lost but not the persecution
    Only the lives and smiles of retribution
    Till the light of shine rise
    We shall bleed for arise

    ©wanifalak235

  • wanifalak235 26w

    I want to hug my kashmir and mourn the paradise ��

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    Bleeding kashmir

    Come with me I'll show you what mourning looks like, the crying of a mother who never thought she will see his son dying before her , the cry of the widow who never thought of severance from her beloved husband , a little child who even don't know what death is ,and her father is far away from her!
    What is the mistake of all those who were killed ?
    The answer is same from decades , they are Kashmiris , the land mourns the deaths of its beloved people, the sky mourns the death of blooming flowers, the air mourns, for the smell of blood is never-ending!
    Who sold this paradise , who sold the happy faces , who claims to restore it , who sold the honey filled days of our paradise !
    We belonging to the valley of sorrow pay the price , the price of belonging , the price of being a Kashmiri and the price of being a muslim!
    I just want to hug my kashmir , want to rub the bloody stains , want to surrender everything just for the sake of my land but these tyrants don't let us go .
    They killed us , suppressed us , oppressed us but they don't know whenever there is supression , whenever is a pull down , there is a pull up and one day no matter how many lives they take ,we will win hopefully

    ©wanifalak235

  • wanifalak235 28w

    I can't promise you happiness but i can make you bleed your heart ����

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    I was a little rose with heart warming smell , people loved and tender my petals unless they found the thorns of my stem . They wanted to love me even when i hurt them beyond their capacity.
    Being a rose i was too delicate but my thorns made me smile by quenching my thirst of delicacy and made me furious.
    I am a rose with soothing aroma but tyrant touch .
    I am a rose with soft petals and sepals around but i hurt them like no one can.
    With the grace of beauty and fatal frame. I wanted to become a rose but forsaken were the thorns of brute .
    I may have gotten the aroma but i am brutal to touch ,may be you should just have thoughts about me rather than touching my thorns and bleed

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  • wanifalak235 30w

    Freakin' people'��

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    Please give me a break from this freaking world of mine
    I'm annoyed, freaked , tangled in this worldly wine
    Let me go to the shores where sea met the sand
    Let me go away from frowns and save me from drowning into band
    Fiercely looking through my eyes , it got blurred and blind
    Let me go to the seas where no tranquil grind

    ©wanifalak235

  • wanifalak235 32w

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    Sky with no pillars
    Beam without blurs


    ©wanifalak235