The sweetness

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The war has come to an end , the  bodies bathed in blood , grim and gore , shattered homes , cries , widows and orphans , the marred skin which was sliced to half and left for falcons to feed .

The blood flowed like the river , the one you will never want to stumble upon and cross .
The day has come to an end and so did his heart . He stopped too many hearts in a day's span .
He didn't know what to think,
The scene put the king
To sink .

Nothing moved , the world stopped to tell the mighty lord of the land what he has achieved. 

Nothing , a piece of land on which there is no left to live .

The Great Prachand Ashoka has gone out of word , void of the word love , whose heart broke at seeing the conclusion in breaking homes .

The silence followed him , the dispair and all the bad dreams , the things in which he could do nothing .
The thirst of achieving something , he last a great deal .

And a beat was heard , it is said that Ashoka's sword has the thirst of blood and the beat seemed at the peace .

The zero time has come where there was no one , nothing and it was what made his heart at ease .

The heart has left the battlefield and turned into  Shunya .
The ultimate , most powerful in this world .

The heart is the same - it is at the constant battle of mind , the concept , conclusion , the facts .

We emerse ourselves in the thoughts that  we don't need them ,
Not the words we couldn't speak , nor the sweet breeze .
We walk so far , that we are left with no one .
The sweetness in the air is gone , and there is no one to put your heart at ease. It is rapidly running .

Running from what , not running from , it's running towards the past you ,
Where things were right , where there is the rhythm to your beat .


I tell you what zero is the equivalent to the love your heart craved , your mind maybe afraid but with the hand of memories we would overcome to taste the sweetness of love we were so oblivious towards.

Remember my sweetness ,
I'm coming to have my part .






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What do you think ? Have you ever tasted your sweetness.

I've - when I was going to my home and saw this guy in dark with a part of him painted in goodness, it looked absolute art . I like to see people in the sunset .

Have you ever felt your heart at ease ?

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