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An Expression Of Depression

The sun and you aren’t friends anymore,

You don’t want to wake up while it shines in all his glory.

You want to paint a colourless picture,

Because there’s no better way to narrate a tragic story.

The food you eat is all good to look at,

But everything tastes the same.

Just like your life- bland and incomplete,

Who else could you possibly blame?

There will always be someone taller, thinner, fairer;

You can never meet the worldly beauty pre-requisites.

They will have wit and humor, sharper brains;

Creativity beyond comparison combined with impeccable etiquettes.

Someone will always be better,

And wouldn’t skip a chance to make you feel worse.

To amplify the effect, you are a self-critique,

Oh what a curse!

You are still lingering somewhere,

Not even half way through.

The rest are close to the finish line,

How? You don’t even have a clue!

There are games people play for leisure,

But you take them to heart.

Eventually you give up and loose miserably,

As you get tired of trying too hard.

You either settle for a zero or a hundred,

There is nothing that’s in-between.

And you are envious of the fact,

That the grass on the other side is always more green.

You know you need help,

But don’t know where to go.

If you act too needy,

The world asks you to grow.

None of your words kind enough,

No pouts are pretty.

Your voice lacks melody,

And none of the statements witty.

When a yellow outfit isn’t bright enough

To brighten your mundane day.

The red lipstick and thick kohl,

Fails to make the smile stay.

When you turn to your own people,

Hoping they might help.

But they make you realise a few more flaws,

Which you in the past; could never tell.

At night then you sit with an endless list of things

That need to change pretty soon.

Tearing through the night, you finally give-in

And end up sleeping way past noon.

Because..

The sun and you aren’t friends anymore,

You don’t want to wake up while it shines in all his glory.

You want to paint a colorless picture,

Because there’s no better way to narrate a tragic story.

 

 

 

 

“1” Burning Desire!!!

There will be times when you will cry,
You would smile but your eyes wouldn’t be able to lie.

Sorrow from the past will haunt your present,
You would strive to save your future from resent.

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Life should have been a rose bed,
But you’re bleeding because on thorns you’ve tread.

There will the red of the blood and the red of the rage,
While you turn around trying to arrange life- page by page.

There will chapters about a few past glories,
And then there will be grief and pain in some of your stories.

What has kept you alive for so long,
What is it that has still kept you going strong?

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It is that urge to succeed,
It only keeps growing like a tree from a little sapling that was once a seed.

There is this craving to do what you’ve been wanting to do,
What you want to achieve, is barely dreamt by a few.

It is that craving that will help you move on,
When your family and friends wouldn’t relate and doubt if there is another place where you belong.

When haters and critics would have no role to play,
You will have to fight with your sword, don’t allow them to slay.

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It that one burning desire that would give you strength to rise, to rise up high each time you fall.
It is the blood in your veins, the adrenaline rush, the emotions reflecting through your eyes. It is the reason why you still stand tall.

I ain’t gonna quit!!!

There will be voices screaming into your head,
Like stinging scorpions crawling on your bed.

And people who would put you down,
They would smile when you’ll cry or frown.

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There will be butchers waiting to slaughter your dreams,
And ain’t no one’s gonna heed to your screams.

You’ll be dying a slow death each day,
As your friends, not foes would come to slay.

There will be no covering fire,
It’s all true, I’m not a liar.

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There will be no helping hand,
No one would care if you run out of fuel and crash land.

Voices in your head would say you can’t,
The scars that you have they are not worth a flaunt.

You’ve died a million deaths,
How will you survive the future threats.

When you find yourself surrounded by the ghosts in your head,
And tears makes your eyes go red.

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On your heart place your hand,
And tell yourself, I can stand.

I am mighty as a mountain,
And inexhaustible like a dancing fountain.

I won’t give up, I have my will,
I wouldn’t die even if they try to kill.

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Until my heart beats, I’m gonna beat this shit.
The world that says I’m a failure, would one day witness my rise,

I AIN’T GONNA QUIT!!!