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"Resuscitate " A poem

Your eyes that tells a  story; I can look at them like  stars.  Images of perfectly lined  constellations; in the endless midnight  sky. Your smell  lingers; Like Shakespeare's perfume that  inspires . Inspiring the poet inside me to  write; another poem of love before I kiss you goodnight. Your smile that lights up like  sun;  gives pastel colors in my  life.  Hallways to my soul leading to August's  tune; A fortress of love while you and me  collide. What have you done to  me? you enchanted my heart so  perfectly. It beats your name over and  over;  like waves, it grows bigger and  bigger. I'm loving you like you're the last  tree; Last tree that gives me  shade;  Last tree that warms my  soul;  Last tree that supports my  oxygen. Loving you is like  breathing;  I hope this love will have no  end. Resuscitate my dying  soul; finally my heart ...
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Crying Room ( A poem)

 SOLITARY DOORS; SOLITAIRE CARDS. YOU’RE ASKING HOW I AM; BUT YOUR WORDS FADED TO AIR. SMOKE FADED IN BLUE; YESTERDAY WAS IT ME AND YOU? CRIMSON RED LIGHTS; REPEATEDLY IN EVERY EMPTY STREETS AT NIGHT. WAITING ON THE SAME SPOT; TIE MY HEART WITH A DOT. TRACING YOUR FACE WHILE YOU SLEEP; A DAGGER TO MY SOUL TO REALIZE TIME HAS SLIPPED. OUT OF CONTROL YOUR HEART IS BEATING; IN YOUR DREAMS IS IT ME YOU’RE SEEING ? CRYING ROOM—- I CALL TO THE PLACE WE USED TO GO. WHILE YOU’RE PEACEFULLY SLEEPING; HERE I AM SILENTLY BREAKING. ~
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“Stronger Now” ( A poem)

Like a phoenix; Rising. Like a river; Flowing. Ten thousand steps; You lead me to my downfall. Ten thousand scars; To prove that I survived it all. The endless waves of the sea; Reminds me of how life might be. Continually kissing the shore; Even if you’re never asking for more. Capture my footsteps ; Backward it creeps. I became a soldier; With all of my defeat. Should I thank you for all the pain ? Cause the pain made me stronger ten folds than I am. ~
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Humble Thy Self ( A Poem )

  Rolling stones; High and lows. Clapping crowd; criticizing sound. Tears of Joy; Tears that cuts. life in your hands; suddenly you can't trace the dots. limiting slopes; a heart that hopes. seems like a million years; no one can reach your peak. forgetting gravity; you thought you have pair of wings. and as you jump off the cliff; you fell so fast deep. crushing in all the filthy streets; you decided not to walk even in your dreams. familiar faces as you knock the door; looking for a home because it's cold. but no one heard your call; cause you have abandoned them last fall. Broken and losing hope; you sat down and had a deep thought; you should have humbled thy self years ago; because now your castle can't save you. Gold can make you rich; But it can't give you love.   ~I~   
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