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Broken

ThampraN

Wellknown Ace
I walk a long road of melancholy,
gathering what I can, when I can,
savoring moments of joy and despair,
and beauty I manage to find.

Reminiscing how vibrant it was,
the life I once had, blooming bright,
though it had its share of misery;
never this broken; apparently, it is.

Crazier how things change in a blink,
yet no way to traverse back, is there?
Like a bud blossoming into a flower,
full of beauty, fragrance, and life.

We humans are no different, taking
the high road of a joyful dream,
until one day, it all feels surreal.
We bear the weight of life’s downfall,
living as if in a dream, hoping its beauty
matches our reality to no avail,
believing everything turns out a lie,
walking this long road of melancholy.




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I walk a long road of melancholy,
gathering what I can, when I can,
savoring moments of joy and despair,
and beauty I manage to find.

Reminiscing how vibrant it was,
the life I once had, blooming bright,
though it had its share of misery;
never this broken; apparently, it is.

Crazier how things change in a blink,
yet no way to traverse back, is there?
Like a bud blossoming into a flower,
full of beauty, fragrance, and life.

We humans are no different, taking
the high road of a joyful dream,
until one day, it all feels surreal.
We bear the weight of life’s downfall,
living as if in a dream, hoping its beauty
matches our reality to no avail,
believing everything turns out a lie,
walking this long road of melancholy.



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Simple broken..
*A_AICS
 
I walk a long road of melancholy,
gathering what I can, when I can,
savoring moments of joy and despair,
and beauty I manage to find.

Reminiscing how vibrant it was,
the life I once had, blooming bright,
though it had its share of misery;
never this broken; apparently, it is.

Crazier how things change in a blink,
yet no way to traverse back, is there?
Like a bud blossoming into a flower,
full of beauty, fragrance, and life.

We humans are no different, taking
the high road of a joyful dream,
until one day, it all feels surreal.
We bear the weight of life’s downfall,
living as if in a dream, hoping its beauty
matches our reality to no avail,
believing everything turns out a lie,
walking this long road of melancholy.



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Happily broken!!❤️
 
I walk a long road of melancholy,
gathering what I can, when I can,
savoring moments of joy and despair,
and beauty I manage to find.

Reminiscing how vibrant it was,
the life I once had, blooming bright,
though it had its share of misery;
never this broken; apparently, it is.

Crazier how things change in a blink,
yet no way to traverse back, is there?
Like a bud blossoming into a flower,
full of beauty, fragrance, and life.

We humans are no different, taking
the high road of a joyful dream,
until one day, it all feels surreal.
We bear the weight of life’s downfall,
living as if in a dream, hoping its beauty
matches our reality to no avail,
believing everything turns out a lie,
walking this long road of melancholy.



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Life is like a wave, nothing is permanent. Everything repeats in intervals of time.
 
It's hurt when we feel totally broken....

You're going to be alright... You just stumbled over a stone in the road.... It means nothing.....Your goal lies far beyond this, doesn't it? I'm sure you'll overcome this. You'll walk again...soon.......
 
I walk a long road of melancholy,
gathering what I can, when I can,
savoring moments of joy and despair,
and beauty I manage to find.

Reminiscing how vibrant it was,
the life I once had, blooming bright,
though it had its share of misery;
never this broken; apparently, it is.

Crazier how things change in a blink,
yet no way to traverse back, is there?
Like a bud blossoming into a flower,
full of beauty, fragrance, and life.

We humans are no different, taking
the high road of a joyful dream,
until one day, it all feels surreal.
We bear the weight of life’s downfall,
living as if in a dream, hoping its beauty
matches our reality to no avail,
believing everything turns out a lie,
walking this long road of melancholy.



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I can feel the emotion behind these words. You're not alone!
 
I walk a long road of melancholy,
gathering what I can, when I can,
savoring moments of joy and despair,
and beauty I manage to find.

Reminiscing how vibrant it was,
the life I once had, blooming bright,
though it had its share of misery;
never this broken; apparently, it is.

Crazier how things change in a blink,
yet no way to traverse back, is there?
Like a bud blossoming into a flower,
full of beauty, fragrance, and life.

We humans are no different, taking
the high road of a joyful dream,
until one day, it all feels surreal.
We bear the weight of life’s downfall,
living as if in a dream, hoping its beauty
matches our reality to no avail,
believing everything turns out a lie,
walking this long road of melancholy.



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Life is a journey full of uncertainty.There is straight roads, hills, caves, rivers, gardens.... Accept whatever comes our way with positive mindset. Agreed , sometime its very hard to digest but then thats the life. No options. We have to face it ourselves. Whenever life tries to broke us, just accept the challenge , stand up and start running with double spirit. Wish you all the best. :cool:
 
I walk a long road of melancholy,
gathering what I can, when I can,
savoring moments of joy and despair,
and beauty I manage to find.

Reminiscing how vibrant it was,
the life I once had, blooming bright,
though it had its share of misery;
never this broken; apparently, it is.

Crazier how things change in a blink,
yet no way to traverse back, is there?
Like a bud blossoming into a flower,
full of beauty, fragrance, and life.

We humans are no different, taking
the high road of a joyful dream,
until one day, it all feels surreal.
We bear the weight of life’s downfall,
living as if in a dream, hoping its beauty
matches our reality to no avail,
believing everything turns out a lie,
walking this long road of melancholy.



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Life’s shadow hides fleeting hope,
each step a lesson, teaching us to cope.
 
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