Sooraj Saiyan
Abstract
The little comet traversing light years
abiding scorching heat and freezing cold,
hastily through atmosphere weathering
yet carrying the elixir of life-
the salvation to mother earth
Dementia
Dream
The Birth
Stranded
Life
Humanity
Angelic
PATH
NATURE
RESIST
Don’t fall in love with me. I am bad for you and you don’t know it. Don’t fall in love with me. I am bad for you and you don’t know it.
We were once a glorified fortress, standing tall despite the odds. We were once a glorified fortress, standing tall despite the odds.
If there is god, there must be devil. If you are good, you must have evil. If there is god, there must be devil. If you are good, you must have evil.
The world's sorrows and pains are being washed off, after a year's wait. The world's sorrows and pains are being washed off, after a year's wait.
but would it have been easier to move on if you were toxic? but would it have been easier to move on if you were toxic?
You are nothing But you cannot remain nothing forever You are nothing But you cannot remain nothing forever
I wish life wasn't so complicated, wish I could have some sort of control, I wish life wasn't so complicated, wish I could have some sort of control,
What is poetry, you ask? I'm not sure. I have no idea. What is poetry, you ask? I'm not sure. I have no idea.
How pure love is ! How pure love is !
The world is but a granule of sand seeping fast through my fingers. The world is but a granule of sand seeping fast through my fingers.
Oh, wanderlust, the yearning to explore, To wander through landscapes, both near and far With hearts... Oh, wanderlust, the yearning to explore, To wander through landscapes, both near...
It happens to me once in a while, not always I woke up from my deep slumber It happens to me once in a while, not always I woke up from my deep slumber
Where our expectation ends, his plans begin Where our expectation ends, his plans begin
O! Nothing more beautiful than poetry Everything is worthy of poetry O! Nothing more beautiful than poetry Everything is worthy of poetry
I am tired of pretending that I'm okay. I am tired of pretending that I'm okay.
Though alive I still think the world as a hell... What shouldn't be loved... Though alive I still think the world as a hell... What shouldn't be loved...
Lips, oh lips, how sweetly you speak, With every word, a melody unique. Lips, oh lips, how sweetly you speak, With every word, a melody unique.
e, Waves dancing, rollicking, the wind makes your surface flutter, I take off my shoes, gather... e, Waves dancing, rollicking, the wind makes your surface flutter, I take ...
The Road of a Monk.. Paper flowers they seem now, The Road of a Monk.. Paper flowers they seem now,
Being vulnerable is not everyone’s cup of tea, for it needs strength to expose ourselves in and out ... Being vulnerable is not everyone’s cup of tea, for it needs strength to expose o...
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