So, now you crying apathy,
Let’s talk about your lost spine.

Your eyes were all healthy,
But couldn’t see the filthy design.

They trained you to spit venom,
And you thought fortunes will shine.

Your brothers just got butchered,
And to you, it was all benign.

Bro, you got reduced to a silly mob,
In illusion that it’s wartime.

Don’t you cry you fucking fool.!
Go with the flow and embrace decline.

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Fallen Paradise

I walk through redolent meadows of our broken destiny,
Over shattered promises and pernicious lies,
Through valleys of accidental entropy,
Over mountains looking down, considering my demise

Leaving behind crimson footprints,
Down a path of invisible light,
Into a world with rivers of venom
Perpetual darkness, eternal fright

Our bond was ineffable, a sort of fairytale,
Or so I thought before seeing your true self, unveiled
One last time I try to deny
These deceitful illusions that bring tears to my eyes

I wander through a paradise,
Blanketed by fallen fireflies

-Zuhal Muradi

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आज का मानव समाज में ऐसा मिश्रित है...
कि सब एक दूजे को बांटते विष हैं, पर लगता वह अमृत है...

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Venom🚫,
Who keep smiling
Evertime😊.

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Underneath those sleeves,

she had grown venom veins,

That's how she kept her wrists pulsating....!!!!

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blood in her tears
emptiness in her soul
darkness in her eyes.
She's not the same anymore.

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It will rain.

It will rain filthy blood
from my clogged scars,
the venom of my past,
the dust will rise
from the graveyard
of my heart,
bearing the weight
of nameless nomads.
I will come clean
in the uncontrolled winds
of my million thoughts.

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Move not, if I moan,
I am just a pain that grown,
You slither like a snake inside,
The venom slips in my groan.

Touch not, if I insist,
Every ion of my flesh would cryst,
Your hands shall raise on your eyes,
Just won't handle my sparkling gist.

Look away, do not stare,
I could die but like I care,
Calmly slicing like a butcher,
Just dig your fangs on my skin bare.

Bury me, while I breathe,
Lay on me, be my dried up wreath,
And as we descended in ecstasy along,
Let the black sky, on our bodies, sheathe!

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It's Venom..
to see an accused
acting like victims.

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