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Love It is

It is nothing but tragedy that keeps the flair of love strong within us

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What Troubles Me the Most

Not the fury that you display when you’re in a rage,

Nor the old melodies that you hum with a sudden craze,

Neither the endless talks from the days of yore,

Or the petulant burst of laughter while mentioning the silliest joke.

In actuality, such myriad emotions are not bothersome but boon.

For what troubles me most is your dry doe eyes,
empty smiles,
and the silence,
which has now become intolerant,
for they scream with a roar.

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How Can I?

How can I impede
the eruption of those myriad thoughts
that is convoluting your mind
pulling you into a ravine?

How can I caress
your heart gently one touch at a time
as it beats impetuously
dissolved in fear of some inane keen?

How can I unravel
those innocuous emotions
stashed deep within you
trapping you in its rapine?

Maybe if you find in your crowded heart space for my thoughts,
or open your heart to embrace my innocent touch
or hold me in your surging emotions,
you and I can find the anchor held in the stealth of yonder

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The Divide

And now that we are two separate souls, the stupor we bought together is lost in some parallel world

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Hope still Alive

Dour in her thoughts the mind may be disconcerted, but the heart kept the hope jutting from the corner of its eyes

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In search of nothingness

Like a buoy the heart bobbed in a sea of myriad emotions searching for an anchor to put its perturbations at rest and then your presence accosted my countenance and your vicious simper drowned me in a dour of nothingness and this abyss I call my home now

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Lost Glory

The sabre I often brandished with glory and might is now languishing with torpor in some hovel of a lost world, for you effaced, and who should I now show my spectacle

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Memories

It is not when we let go that instill pain, but the stubborn memories staying within us is the reason behind the sufferings 

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You and I

You a sprinkle of feathery cloud rendered on some azure canvas up above somewhere in an ethereal setup

And I forever in love with you despite knowing you will float away and pour down giving life to someone else’s barren world

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Unable to Hide

The shades she wore often hid her pensive outlook, which though jutted, took shelter beneath the pretentious cover. And though the thin line of uncalled smile wrapped many untold tales of betrayals, but the shroud today had dissolved, and the drape had vanished into oblivion, for the stark truth stared through her soul lurking from the mirror of her own eyes

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