Unspoken (Collection of Poems)

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Random poems here! Some may be good and some may not. Well I just write everything when my brain keeps on nag... Higit pa

"Fake"
"To be under the rain"
"Never"
"Twenty seconds"
"Seize the day"
"Please!"
"As you..."
"Bathed, Coated, and Soaked"
"And so"
"If I am"
"You are"
"The loudest voice"
"If it's you"
"See through your heart"
"Bring it back"
"I am"
"Keep going"
"When?"
"Starting line"
"Let's be unusual"
"Silhouette of the past"
"To my Dearest Xander"
"Her empty diary"
"Mere crush"
"Where am I?"
"What I fear"
"Here I am"
"Distance"
"Stop for a minute!"
"Atleast out there..."
"Suicidal note"
"Pain means living"
"Voices"
"Reminder"
"Only fools"
"Glances and Chances"
"Speak now"
"Be with me"
"Painkiller"

"This love"

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This love is a masochist,
A sadist lover of  history.
This love is an elixir,
A drug made to feel eternity.
This love is a storm,
A phenomena that kills many.
This love is a forest fire,
A flame that awakens agony.
And I am eaten by this love,
As well as the agony it gives.
I am eaten by this agony,
As well as the pleasure it brings.
I am eaten by this pleasure,
As well as the truth that it offers.
Along and inside this voidness,
Was me, waiting to be accepted.
I've been empty inside and out,
Waiting to be filled by your love,
But so it seems like waiting's eternal.
So I will drink this addicting drug,
I'll imbibe the feeling of eternity.
For I know that it'll be a long wait,
Until you realize that you love me too.
Three words with just Eight letters,
Just say it, and I'll be alone again.
But atleast it did filled a part of me,
And I'll no longer fear this love.
This love that you've given me.

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