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My Favourite Game

Like waves of evil,
like tsunami,
Wash the shore,
like laundry,
Pull me down 
and break my dreams.

I lost my best things
one by one,
To people who
will never get enough,
As they make
my favourite game
theirs.

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The Sunset

Down the horizon,

He went and never came back,

Just like the sunset.

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Regret Does Not Cure the Pain

I regret
what I didn't say,
All the sorries
I didn't pay.

Wish I had never 
made your heart break,
Or crushed your hopes
in a lightning pace.

But things now
are way too late,
Regret does not
cure the pain.

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Smiling- It's a Happy Thing

Smiling.
A lark in my heart singing. 
A melody of morning beauty 
The chirping attracted- What?
A contagious laughter.
A building mutual trust.
A sense of belonging.
My heartbeats-
rhythm quick yet steady,
I danced with no one noticing.
Curse words and in-mind echoes,
Off they disappeared-
Vanished like sunlit mist.
Smiling, 
Lips in a real wide twist,
White teeth showing,
It's a happy thing.

Smiling.
The nights, once ruled by bad dreams,
but pain doesn't last forever still.
Daybreak brings hope, so beautiful, 
The whole world now seems enthralling
Without you a burning devastation;
With you a marshmallow factory.
I heard chuckles everywhere 
And convinced myself to worry less.
Long gone was any anxiety,
Long left the thieves of bliss.
No more words can describe it-
The gush of simple joy
Deep down in the nerves and veins.
This is not forever-
But now, down this trail.
It's a happy thing.

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I Wish To Begin Again

As I sat on the bed
reliving the moments we once shared.
It's a shame we can't look at them
in the same light anymore.
Or I can't speak to you
with our eyes locked, with our breaths close,
anymore.
For these bring shade to my field of lilies.
If it's truly easy as I heard-
Start fresh the moments your eyelids pop.
I wouldn't be here, still puzzled,
mindlessly hoping, secretly praying
I didn't have to go through these.
If I can leave the days behind,
slam the door on my tear-soaked eyes;
smile like a proud best man,
one who genuinely cheers for you,
one who knows all limits' length,
one who scores in his own games.
I would be happier.
Happier. His mind crystal clear.
For he only sees himself and not others.
In another show, he begins again.

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The Dark Age

The sky,
Soggy with 
no cloud or breeze,
Capture 
no hope 
or bliss to live;

The sights,
Haunted but 
held the fear to leave,
Smeared 
with darkness, 
no one could dream.

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Lost

The good guy died
before the bad guy cried.
His eyes were all flipped
in pure pearl white,
with yellow patches
like jaundice.

There, surrounded by spikes,
he lost his mind.
He laid and sighed-
he had lost his world
to vicious pride.

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Rain of Torture

The needles
Of thousands
and of millions
pour on me,
Drenching me
with its
Arctic temperature.
Each drop is like
a frozen amber,
Smouldering
at absolute zero.

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Standing In the Crowd

Standing in the crowd,
busy and alive
as it seemed to be,
with huzzling sounds
of the city.

But I only stood silently
as I watched
the people murmuring-
Every word has
a different meaning;
Every mind holds
a distinct theory.

Everyone has his mind
on everything,
they grow wild
by heaps and leaps,
as if they'll never 
get enough of it.

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Fox

Down the valley,
where broken dreams
are buried.
Hunters with weapons,
eager to hunt and kill.
Stay as a rabbit-
the world, I'll soon leave.

I want to be a fox,
so I can run away,
and never come back.