SáNity | Requiem Of a Flower Child.


The wild fragrance of Jasmine sings no more. The amusing songs of nightingale bloom no more If you roll downhill in tears of madness and heartbreaks. Child, with just a tiny spark of understanding inside Your front pockets you’ll survive in the valleys, regardless. You'll be crowned with ancient pearly smiles, tomorrow. Every avalanche of …

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FOR A MOMENT


I thought I was a failure For a moment I thought Life has not been fair to me Maybe, I was not paying attention to The little things in my life that makes me Feel complete rest with the Earth-Maker. For a moment I thought I made it Here, by my own strength Looking deep, …

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WHAT GOOD IN A FALL?


what good in a fall? someday, you will understand. you will grow up to understand that, sometimes, you need a real fall; crushing your bones on the concrete floor, breaking to pieces, like Humpty Dumpty, on the side- walk of life. when you've learned to pick yourself up, you will appreciate the struggle; embracing the …

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SAVIORS AND HEROES


see. faces of men, dancing in pale shadows of sadness. Faces of men, in quiet cemeteries; buried in worn out emptiness and poverty. beautiful cities of men, losing its glories, through decades of silence. we sadly waits for the birth of a savior, to rescue us all, from the wreckage of yesterday. Oh, tell me …

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Winning is Internal


You have been through so much Wounded and bruised on all sides Standing at the edge of this cliff; Feet slipping with disturbing thoughts The world is a narrow path, dotted With uncertainties and cruelty A terrain, victory so unpredictable Coup de grace may seem the only option You, you have the warriors ethos in …

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SCARS AND ROSES


If the door slides open And you have the chance To walk through the edges Of a friends secret past; You've been handed with great Opportunity to see and heal It is unwise to summon strangers To visit this cherished museum, of scars. The world would be a better place If friends and love ones …

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