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Be Aware of those who are bitter, for they will never allow you to enjoy your fruits. Be Aware of those who crtisize you. When you deserve some praise of your achievement, for secretly they desire to be worshiped. Be Aware of those who are stingy or needy. They will feed you to the wolves, just to get paid. Be Aware those who speak negatively, about everything and everybody. A negative person will never say, positive thing about you. Be Aware of those who are bored, and not passionate about life. They will bore you with reasons for not living. Be Aware of those who are too focused with, polishing and beautifying their outer shells. They lack true substance to understand that, The genuine beauty is the heart, that resides inside. Be Aware of those who step in the path of your dreams. They only dream to have the ability, to take half of your steps. Be Aware of those who steer you away,  from your heart's true happiness. It would make them happy to see you, steer yourself next

Time and time again, we experience things that we assume are GREAT, We soon find out that each thing would lead to our eventual FATE. It’s hard to trust someone that has lied to your FACE, It’s hard to get over the past and move on to a new PLACE. Sick and tired of liars, cheaters and the weak MINDED, Living life day by day oblivious to society; BLINDED. Saying that things will get better and continue FORTH, Believing what we hear daily and HENCEFORTH. Taking in every little white lie and replaying each WORD, Ignoring the atrocities that may have OCCURRED. You claim to be someone you’re not and neglect who you really ARE, Actions contradict your words, how truly BIZZARE. The words you speak turn to silent TEARS, All you stood for is dead after all these YEARS. Time can’t change the past; it determines what may COME, Time can only heal the hearts and minds of SOME. Even if we’re given all the time we may ever NEED, Some still can’t hide their lust or GREED. Gluttons for attention, sloth

The moment I realized I didn't like mE was, when I allowed pain to become my best friend. when I let my childhood be in others control than mine,  sitting alone far from my family, thinking of being the reason of all family issues.  See 'Pain was always there' right by my side never letting me down. When she just left me alone with no explanation,  'Pain was there'. When my best friend started acting stranger to me and broke my trust,  'Pain was there'. When my neighbour used to have hard feelings on me,  'Pain was there'. So it was only natural for me to cling to pain, holding my hand through it all. Pain was the only stable thing in my life never changing up on me, never hitting me with a unwanted surprises.  No matter the problem I can always count on pain to help the tears fall smooth and freely. Pain knows my heart like no one else inside and out, clinging to it the moment it feels peace trying to tear us apart. Pain will never leave me alone t

I shouldn’t have told her, They  should  reduce the price of petrol, We  should  clean up the garden, You should have done it better way. should, should, should, etc. . . (tired of it)??? ' should' is useless word, get rid of it today; It is used far too often, by people everyday. It is used to point mistake of things, that have past, 'you shouldn't have done that', as a judging eye is cast. We say to ourselves," I should have done this" but the fact is you didn't, so give it a miss. Why do we use 'should' quite often? Only to give us hope and but gets failure everytime. Correction does much, but encouragement does more; Use of 'should' will only make you stupid even more, it is only the excuse, we give to one another; living in the world, where advice is easier to give than taking it from other, Stress and wasted words get born from "should", but the fact is we are just tired of ourselves, only it's that we cannot see. &#

WE ARE PART OF THIS GENERATION, where  H eart breaks in the night,  and the  F ake smile is set up early in the morning, to rescue  O urselves from the sadness of life. WE ARE PART OF THIS GENERATION, where we have learned to  C ry without tears,  love without feelings,  break hearts without lot of  A ttention. WE ARE PART OF THIS GENERATION,   rediculed and the one who fights for  R elationships is being laughed at, where stories of  T rue love like in fairy tales as nobody believes anymore,  where reel lifes are taken more  S eriously than the real lifes. WE ARE PART OF THIS GENERATION, that  D rowns after a long party night in the pool of lonliness, a generation which works on  W eekends,  save money for wild nights and alcohol, because we run away from things we can't  E scape. WE ARE PART OF THIS GENERATION, which ignores real people just in front of us,  but looks for attention of strangers on the  I nternet. WE ARE PART OF THIS GENERATION,   where  E veryone knows the truth,

The first day i met you, I was an awakard Seventeen year old, transitioning from high school to college, with the fantasies of the love i would find, and the friends i would make. the first day i met you, it was july seventh, as funny we first talked on April first, With the three months of talk just was awkward but exciting to meet, the smell of the crisp air in that morning, still remember senseless dress of mine, with two Dairymilk packets, bought from the pocket money I saved, waiting in front of Kathmandu Mall, thinking Who just Waved? SORRY, I don’t quite remember the dress,  As the presence was felt with your big, Innocent Smile and the Teeth braces, Made me feel so Worried and hard to believe;  Everything was all childish, felt like am I the One? “Told myself, See Yourself” Had a wrong Belief, why was that I myself couldn’t accept myself? the first day i met you, Only thing I had in my mind,  “She is like princess, How can she be mine?” Only thing I felt, Only thing that I was

I realized today that I have stopped  living life, I am literally trying to get to the next day, just living in the thought of tomorrow. I am not living, I am waiting. And trouble is I don't even know what I am exactly waiting for. I am Kind of afraid what it might be for. I don't even know when I started, Where I am Now, But I still remember the words that keep playing around. I am not in the stage of Sadness, Nor Weakness; Which I tell to myself, But What about the deep Journey of my life, Which I don't want to share. There was a HOPE, and Only Hope; Which Could Make A Person, I wanted to Be. Too many things in my head,  But I recall few things everyday like, "Looser Promise But I Commit" "I warn you, We both can never be together" What it is that makes these Quote so special, I try every-time to forget but; It's  7 years 0 months 12 days;   But here I am now, Everyday; Thinking the same thing again

"WHY SPEAK OF HATE, WHEN I BLEED FOR LOVE?"  YOU DON'T HAVE TO BE GOOD,  YOU DON'T HAVE TO WALK ON YOUR KNEES,  FOR A HUNDRED MILES THROUGH THE DESERT REPENTING,  YOU ONLY HAVE TO LET THE SOFT ANIMAL OF YOUR BODY:  LOVE WHAT IT LOVES,  TELL ME ABOUT DESPAIR,  YOURS, AND I WILL TELL YOU MINES.  MEANWHILE THE WORLD GOES ON,  MEANWHILE THE SUN AND THE CLEAR PEBBLES OF THE RAIN,  ARE MOVING ACROSS LANDSCAPES,  OVER THE PRAIRIES AND DEEP TREES,  THE MOUNTAINS AND THE RIVERS.  MEANWHILE THE WILD GEESE,  HIGH IN THE CLEAN BLUE AIR AND HEADING HOME AGAIN.  WHOEVER YOU ARE NO MATTER HOW LONELY,  THE WORLD OFFERS ITSELF TO YOUR IMAGINATIONS.  CALLS TO YOU THE WILD GEESE, HARSH AND EXCITING_  OVER AND OVER ANNOUNCING YOUR PLACE,  IN THE FAMILY OF THINGS.  "WHY SPEAK OF HATE, WHEN I BLEED FOR LOVE?"                                                                                                                               _YAITSMEBIBEK