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thepoeticbubble · 16 days ago
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thepoeticbubble · 22 days ago
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It's liberating to not expect, there are unbound unexpected opportunities waiting to hold your hand, for you to fixate over the possibility of anyone keeping a promise - of staying,of walking along,of being a friend at heart.
-tabish.j (you learn it later or sooner, life is fatigued by constant expectation of a wind to not pass by)
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thepoeticbubble · 23 days ago
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There's a dream I am in and that's the dream I don't get out of. Have you known the torment of never really finding an exit.
-tabish.j
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thepoeticbubble · 24 days ago
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It's fine,if it isn't it's always going to be fine after raising the threshold of your endurance.
-tabish.j
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thepoeticbubble · 27 days ago
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By folly ,people mistake grief for their offspring, they do , they do. They invest their life over the upbringing of grief, it grows way too bigger than the one who parents it.
-tabish.j
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thepoeticbubble · 27 days ago
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thepoeticbubble · 27 days ago
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I am a shepherd ,my hopes are my walking lambs ,i raise my hopes only to get them slaughtered for the sake of someone's meal, do you see the world sharpening itself into a knife ,do you see them about to slit open the throat of innocent hope?
-tabish.j
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thepoeticbubble · 28 days ago
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thepoeticbubble · 29 days ago
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thepoeticbubble · 1 month ago
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“Your mind is a morgue of memories, you get to keep bodies of both good and bad narratives of life. It only becomes  alarming when you strictly bring corpses of wicked experiences only. It is unfair to train yourself on performing autopsies on just terrible memories. Why don’t you check on the good ones equally.”
-tabish.j
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thepoeticbubble · 1 month ago
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thepoeticbubble · 1 month ago
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It's on you,you declare - whether your heart is a grave or a garden, whether you bury life in it or you let it sprout.
-tabish.j [did the flowers wither away or did you hang them alive]
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thepoeticbubble · 1 month ago
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It's absurd,we are trying to run away from ourselves while carrying ourselves along us, we just can't expect to get away that easy.
-tabish.j
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thepoeticbubble · 1 month ago
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I am my only house awaiting for me to live in it but If you don't live in yourself for long, you become a haunted residence and you don't find a place in ownself for yourself.
-tabish.j
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thepoeticbubble · 1 month ago
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I devotedly miss, so dearly and deeply that at times i just know that I miss without knowing what I miss.
-tabish.j [in certainty I miss and I myself am missing ]
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thepoeticbubble · 1 month ago
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You dare challenge my audacity, I in no doubt would reduce my hopes,I may keep calling god's name even when the world claims that I've been kept on mute.
-tabish.j
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thepoeticbubble · 1 month ago
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People are always in search of a technician who could fix their bereaved insides.We only disclose the damage when we are at hopes of being repaired.
It's a way of telling , I get to put my strength aside at your presence.
-tabish.j
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