3. Four sentences of Hope,tied with a rope

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Do not you need

to feed

me anymore,

nor you have to arrive for me in the shore

of the sea,full of worries in the core.

of the sea,full of worries in the core

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How many times do I have to kill

myself,and re-appear with a new skin?

under which lies although the same self of mine,

self-less yet seems as if pretentiously kind,

enclosing a dangerously open mind,

trapped in a black hole ,intensely dense

with evils like regret,anger and hatred immense,

do not  which let pass through even the light

carrying care  and smile innocent genuinely alight .


May be that's why what often comes out of it

are mere words ,unwanted,unintentional mistakes ,alike

a sudden  dark cloud in a supposed-to-be moonlit night,

making exactly opposite sense what was ought to be expressed ,

after all ,you did know,in conveying emotions, never was I ,one of  the best.


Now who will start to talk first to bring in peace ,

so that we all come out of the conspiracy of Satan with ease,

which was set to destroy one of the purest creation His,

that is,a self-less pure friendship,

which makes one happy,to keep creating Science and art-works naturally like this,

so that Mankind,even if doesn't know to swim,do find twigs

to survive as an ant in this mighty Ocean of Universe ,with peace!


You aren't needed to this poor,

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You aren't needed to this poor,

nor can I hear you any more!







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