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my blitz =).

It's hard to say,
Why I couldn't go to bed today,
I called a friend,
And tears led her away.

I got no answer,
Just a small message,
Which told me,
Her watered eyes, could not speak.

In times where I feel
like everything went wrong,
In times when I dont know,
where to go, or what to do,

I close my eyes, and wonder,
Where can I press rewind,
or fast forward,
Why cant I just move on,

But then I remember,
What a wise friend once told me,

For every tear,
There is joy,

For every tear,
You should smile,

For every tear,
Our heart has felt something,

And in the very core,
of our pumping chest,
lies something beautiful,
which few have seen.

I ask you to smile my blitz,
Smile because the only way
for one to cry,
is with feeling.

You have felt something,
deep inside, and in your heart,
and it is the very essence of feeling,
that makes us beautiful.

It is feeling itself,
that made me write this,

Because it hurts
to see a blossomed rose,
in the rain,

Because it hurts
to see my lovely friend,
in pain,

Because it hurts
to know that something,
caused you great disdain.

You're lovely blitz,
don't you ever forget that.

your co p,


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First my apologies.
Perhaps I gave y'all the idea that
it was all spit without the gears
We aint about that shit

Words can leave you salivating
But sweat builds the fucking mountains
So don't ever forget that in a heartbeat
I could carry your dreams and forget I even did

You're swimming in it, but you can't even float
The irony of words is that they hold the strength of plans
Without the gunshot
You'll never be grand.

We can all aim high but precision does the talking
It's all too simple these days
With the chatter and spread of information
We're suddenly heroes and activists

But we haven't even blinked, the AC,
It's still running. It's near silence
but its not. The inaction,
It's deafening.

Heck I've gone mute,
I can't even rhyme shit
that could emphasize the prolonged
dream of a typeface, the letters were blank.

It was always that way,
It was always silent because at some point
We stop pinching ourselves and assume
that it was deserved…



It switched.
Unequivocally different.
Through those hardships
We finally turned around.

Perhaps reflections and glimmers
Gave us sight when we could not claim
But the panoramic put the shimmer
To shame.

Thank you.
In this brilliance we rose
Hoping to understand why the routine
drifts away in prose

For every detail and every insight
The neurons kept firing in question,
Let us speak for it is time
To mark this audacity in rhyme.

Although subtle
The cues went noticed
The portrait tact
And yet somehow,

But lets digress from these colors
Let the light paint our shadow
For the steps keep calling
with a subtle vibration

We know its time.

Let me get hurt.

Let me sit here,
Let me feel the drops,
As my heart shatters,
and your shadow drifts away.

Let us get confounded,
Let us mix emotions,
Pour them all into a melting pot,
Pour them all into a blurry past.

I want to look back,
and know that I have felt,
I want to look back and know,
That I have loved.

Because from the pain,
and from the tears,
and from the painful nights,
that I shivered through,

There were the nights,
that you held my hand,
and gave me warmth,

There were the nights,
where it was only us awake,
in the whole wide world,
It was only us who felt love.
Let me believe that it was all true,

Let my tears be for the moments that I miss,
and not for the moments that I did not live.

Let me get hurt, because only then,
will I have lived.

Let me get hurt, because only then,
will I have loved.