Submissions by Ruksin
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
WHAT IF
What if mountains could meet
What if roses could grow on snow
what if sun could rise from west and set from east
What if dream could become reality
What if we could have nine lives
What if we could not have inequality in the world
What if we only had love without hate as a side dish
What if we had no war but peace
What if we had no religion against others
Wouldn't the world be better?
Wouldn't we have a wonderful life to live for immortality of blissful
Wouldn't the earth feel like heaven
What if?
What if roses could grow on snow
what if sun could rise from west and set from east
What if dream could become reality
What if we could have nine lives
What if we could not have inequality in the world
What if we only had love without hate as a side dish
What if we had no war but peace
What if we had no religion against others
Wouldn't the world be better?
Wouldn't we have a wonderful life to live for immortality of blissful
Wouldn't the earth feel like heaven
What if?
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OBSESSION
For the moment I saw you
For the moment our eyes interlocked
I knew, I have found, what I have been,
Search for, asking for, begging for
Your scent surrounded me like a winter fog
I'm so mesmerized by your blue eyes
That gives me the serenity of the blue sea
Just like autumn leaves, I'm falling over and over for you
Thinking about you is all I know now,
Sometimes you're nearer than my heart beat
Sometimes you're further than the stars
And yet I'm not drenched nor my thirst quenched
It all started with an act of innocent...
For the moment our eyes interlocked
I knew, I have found, what I have been,
Search for, asking for, begging for
Your scent surrounded me like a winter fog
I'm so mesmerized by your blue eyes
That gives me the serenity of the blue sea
Just like autumn leaves, I'm falling over and over for you
Thinking about you is all I know now,
Sometimes you're nearer than my heart beat
Sometimes you're further than the stars
And yet I'm not drenched nor my thirst quenched
It all started with an act of innocent...
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Life
A thousands life were created
A thousands life were de-storied
whether life lives on, we can't say
Everyone of us has a dream
A dream to live eternity
To have a soul of immortality
we cling to that dream, we do
Like a calm sea, Like a restless sea
The fair breeze blew, the white foam flew
Like the waves of the sea are, the ways of the fates
As we sail through life, in search for eternity
Once again our dream is broken like once in blue moon
And death set things significant
Our dream faint's into the sea breeze
Birth is a...
A thousands life were de-storied
whether life lives on, we can't say
Everyone of us has a dream
A dream to live eternity
To have a soul of immortality
we cling to that dream, we do
Like a calm sea, Like a restless sea
The fair breeze blew, the white foam flew
Like the waves of the sea are, the ways of the fates
As we sail through life, in search for eternity
Once again our dream is broken like once in blue moon
And death set things significant
Our dream faint's into the sea breeze
Birth is a...
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SOLITUDE
Behind the threshold of her sadness
behind the gate with lock that has no key
behind the shadow of her loneliness
soon the thought start creeping in
The night of fathomless blackness
feeling invisible phantoms in her own skin
outweighing years of sorrow and bitterness
profound and chilling solitude of the spot
The room darken as black as the devils soul
as the expectation darkened into depression
as the knife penetrates beneath the surface to the core
leaving the floor painted
As she decided to rest her weary head for a while...
behind the gate with lock that has no key
behind the shadow of her loneliness
soon the thought start creeping in
The night of fathomless blackness
feeling invisible phantoms in her own skin
outweighing years of sorrow and bitterness
profound and chilling solitude of the spot
The room darken as black as the devils soul
as the expectation darkened into depression
as the knife penetrates beneath the surface to the core
leaving the floor painted
As she decided to rest her weary head for a while...
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CUPID
I met a man
he was not much older than me,
at first he seemed far away, almost outside the span of human comprehension
As seconds turns into minutes,
he grew closer and now what seems far is so near
closing the distance and filling the gap with scent of hope
As minutes turn into hours
he is so near, that I embrace his touch like sunshine after rain
with him I discovered the lost treasure
And when he smiles, it erases all my sadness
his voice awakens my heart like dawn, signifying the beginning of a new day
his love was my purpose...
he was not much older than me,
at first he seemed far away, almost outside the span of human comprehension
As seconds turns into minutes,
he grew closer and now what seems far is so near
closing the distance and filling the gap with scent of hope
As minutes turn into hours
he is so near, that I embrace his touch like sunshine after rain
with him I discovered the lost treasure
And when he smiles, it erases all my sadness
his voice awakens my heart like dawn, signifying the beginning of a new day
his love was my purpose...
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CRYING FOR PEACE
In the shadow of my tomb
welcomes a kingdom of death
and there's nothing in the emptiness to break the wall
so helpless, fragile and lost into dark soul of the devil
Changed the colour of the sky
cloud with negative thought that
consumed the hearts of innocent
Children of the kingdom in war-scape
bombs, falling of fire storms
never knowing what lay in store
never knowing where to take refuge
as agony and stress fills the air
As the kingdom is shattered by the devastating volcano eruption
turning its glory to decay...
welcomes a kingdom of death
and there's nothing in the emptiness to break the wall
so helpless, fragile and lost into dark soul of the devil
Changed the colour of the sky
cloud with negative thought that
consumed the hearts of innocent
Children of the kingdom in war-scape
bombs, falling of fire storms
never knowing what lay in store
never knowing where to take refuge
as agony and stress fills the air
As the kingdom is shattered by the devastating volcano eruption
turning its glory to decay...
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DU Poetry : Submissions by Ruksin