And Yes Here is the Next Poetic Rhyme in a row yaa! Read the passage of a journey of man Hoping that it never ends the aroma and love of the distinctive things he saw throughout the journey is left in his soul he is obsessed with the journey and wants it never end BUT every Journey has a finite distance and have particular destination and thinking of that makes him feel low but reality never fade .. without which it cannot be defined so ya ! here comes this beautiful poem Titled- Journey ; Towards Destination Written By- Shuja ur Rahman leave a comment If you like the throughout Journey THANKYOU LOVE SHUJA
Why? Why do we need more freedom? When we are having enough Is there anything we are scared off to deal with Why we grow up too fast leaving all the childless behavior back Why a man does attains a certain age called maturity and starts judging what is wrong and what is right We can’t remain a child forever like till death Not judging anything doing mistakes and doing the hell what comes up and cop up right the way No but we gain maturity and comes to know that we are dealing with hundreds of problems and certain pressure , behaving like a pervert in front of what we are thinking What does perfect looks like? I am asking because I haven’t passed a day in my life according to the thing so called perfect Or I should correct even a second in my life What do this mean at least I wanted to knew Why do this all things or thoughts trigger my mind even I don’t want to think of that I don’t know about it Ok I have planned hundred times according to the so calle...
"THE PERFECT YOU" (INCEPTION) LIFE LIKE I SPENT BEFORE, WAS YOU AND ME THEREFORE, I OWE MY LIFE TO YOU, YEARS LIKE DAYS I SPENT WITH YOU, SINS AND REGRETS ALL ASIDE, MY WORLD IS ALL AS YOU DECIDE, YOUR REDDISH FACE AND ALL THE SMILE, I FOREVER WANNA LIVE WITH YOU MY LIFE, OH! YOUR BEAUTY THIS ALL AROUND, WITH DAYDREAM AND NIGHTMARE IN MY MIND, YOU SEEMS DEEP LIKE THE SPACE, WITH ALL THE WONDER I SAW IN ONE PHASE, YOUR GLITTER THAT SHINES STOPS MY BREATH, MAKE ME A TOUR TO HELL OF WRATH, WRATH FOR BEING YOU AND ME APART, I MAKE MY WORLD ONLY YOU AS MY PART, WORDS ENDS TO ELABORATE YOUR BEAUTY, SUDDENLY SOMETHING STRUCK MY HEAD, MY EYES BLINKED AND OPENED, OH! IT WAS PHYSIC CLASS, AND SLEPT FOR HALF AN HOUR!!!! BY- SHUJA UR RAHMAN
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