UNSAID STORIES

UNSAID STORIES

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#poetry "In the depths of humanity, where shadows lie Injustice reigns, and equality dies The cries of the oppressed, echo through time A call to awaken, to a world in crime Through verses and rhymes, I raise my voice Against the wrongs, that make our hearts rejoice For a world where justice, is just a word And equality's dream, is yet to be heard In these poems, I shed light on the pain Of those who suffer, in vain Their stories untold, their voices unheard Their struggles, a testament to a world blurred May these words, be a beacon of hope A call to action, to scope The injustices, that we must abate And create a world, where love and justice create."
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There is a community of the spirit. Join it, and feel the delight of walking in the noisy street, and being the noise. Drink all your passion, and be a disgrace. Close both eyes to see with the other eye. Open your hands, if you want to be held. Sit down in this circle. Quit acting like a wolf, and feel the shepherd's love filling you. At night, your beloved wanders. Don't accept consolations. Close your mouth against food. Taste the food. You moan, "She left me." "He left me." Twenty more will come. Be empty of worrying. Think of who created thought! Why do you stay in prison when the door is so wide open? Move outside the tangle of fear-thinking. Live in silence. Flow down and down in always widening rings of being. There's a strange frenzy in my head, of birds, flying, each particle circulating on its own. Is the one I love everywhere? Drunks fear the police, but the police are drunk too. People in this town love them both like different chess pieces. ----------------------------------- All things that we hide in our hearts eat us alive. This book is - full of emotions, love, care and agitation. Well, you need to read this to know what's in. Moreover, It consists of quotes, snippets, poems, bits of advice...Ummm simply deep and random stuff. Go Ahead! HIGHEST rank #1 in poetry as of 19.02.2018 ----------------------------------- 4/10/17 --- 19/04/18

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