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Wednesday, December 30, 2020
Half Loves
Half love
like instant coffee
in a hurried sip
burns and blands the tongue.
Too many
styrofoam cups
around my goddamn dustbin
.
Wednesday, July 31, 2019
The Sky Always Rests Facing Us
A quiet gaze at the sky
is never really quiet
Transparency, simplicity
something seems right up there
to stray, to find, to let go
Back down here
are people always in check
and equally opaque walls
.
The Curse of A Beautiful Smile
She has the prettiest of smiles
but sometimes sad, sad eyes
.
The Boat of Heart
Drifting
on the boat of heart
without a longing
It looks same, the new same
everywhere
Evening
a sun squeezed evening
Wind crawls through the knuckles
circling gently around blades of grass
A fresh evening scent
Life
waits on both the sides
yearning to be lived
Serene
Wild flowers live in hope
sweet and decadent
the whispers of river
The river is gentle
It sounds calm
when the oars cut it across
It sounds way simple
.
The Innocence of Sadness
Hope is like a fine fragrance
just a little dash
enough
to cheer you up long & bright
On the other hand
whenever you try to divide sadness
it leaves a remainder
enough
to make you sad again
.
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