Until That Shines Vanish, People Really Abandon You

Until That Shines Vanish, People Really Abandon You

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WpMetadataReadConcluída sáb, nov 6, 2021<5 mins
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The poem that I made for drought Shines can be defined as richest, famous and competent in each value on the field. People can easily talk about what really matters to us without knowing how we are struggling. Until one day, your failures can realize to them that you do not belong to that circle. They always think of those powers that they can be proud of. They only think that we should choose those bonds that have an ability that they can use. Then when there's nothing alloted on you, you are no one else. The dreams that I hope are those nonetheless in the world must be prioritized though it's impossible to achieve that. That's why people always choose who shines. The least one is the one who has the most pity at all and no one comes to them because they are gross on what people see to them. To all people who suffered loneliness in their homes. Hope this one will help you. This is only a simple poem that I made but this poem gave me an impact on who I choose and what I wanted to portray in life. You're in a lonely mood because someone judges you because of your failure. Make your unique way to create possible things that someday people will shock you because of the greatness that you make in your life. All lives are sacrificing, you can be a drought of loneliness, you can be down when people don't choose you. Though according to Morisette Amon song "mirror, " Be a tree, not a vine, Everyday's another chance" , there's a hope on your loneliness, when you are only a vine you will be drought on your thinking asset, though when you are a tree of hope, you can able to surpass those people who wouldn't choose you in the times on your nothing era. Thank you for reading 😘😘 God bless you all 😉
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TEJNA

"Ouchh," I cried trying to balance. I looked up at him with soft eyes, flushed cheeks. He looked into my eyes with his knitted ones. His hair lying over his sweaty forehead. I never presumed to glimpse him this close. His photographs conveyed his good looks but his dominating aura was hard to handle. I was feeling scared to even breathe in his arms. Bringing his fingers to my face he gently pushed hair strands behind my ear. I lowered my eyes feeling extremely shy. "Sambhal kar chaliye zara, har waqt bahein nahi hongi hamari sambhalne ko," he said in a scratchy tone. There was a hint of taunt present. I knitted my brows to his words and quickly matched his aura. "Hume chahiye bhi nahi," I said glaring at him. He shot his eyebrows a little and I pushed him to leave angrily. Turning around I stepped up on another dumbbell and slipped over it again. I threw my hands in the air for support and once again found him snaking my waist and pulling my back closer to his chest. "Are you sure," he asked over my ears. I angrily looked back at him, found him smirking. "Baahon mein girte girte, mohabbat me mat giriyega hamare," he whispered looking into my eyes. "Kabhi nahi," I replied and left. I royally ignored his taunt only to end up marrying him. Day by day my feelings for him grew stronger though finding happiness was becoming a risky game. But I was heartbroken upon discovering that he only married me out of pity and loved someone else who he was to marry. Not having parents from young age now made me helpless. It felt good to leave home where my family cared for me all these years, after my parents. I did not want to go back and be a burden again. But living this life with him didn't seem fruitful either. This is love story of Tejas Pratap Rathore and Sunaina Maan Singh. Storyline takes place in the early years of 21st century (2001). A beloved saga tying them together in love and commitment whilst they dwell over misunderstandings and growing feelings.

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