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always half open or maybe half closed the door only allowed me a few stolen glimpses i could see him searching frantically never knew what it was i was never allowed inside children must stick to their own room and not pry around as was the rule in my house i tried to follow it…
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when the sun sinks in the abyss he holds me and tells me he’s in love with my anxieties that curl around his gaze in the chill of the dark when I shiver he pulls me closer and tells me he’s in love with my fears that speak more than my lips do he grips…
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पल दो पल ठहरकर कभी हमें भी तो देख जिंदगी तेरी मीठी शरारतों में घुलना बाकी है अभी… पल दो पल पलटकर कभी हमें भी तो देख जिंदगी तेरी नमकीन मस्तियों को चखना बाकी है अभी… पल दो पल मुस्कुराकर कभी हमें भी तो देख जिंदगी तेरी हसीन मधोशियों में बिखरना बाकी है अभी…
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she hides them but they peek anyway she paints them but they peel away she looks at them hard when she’s alone she relives those stories that have long gone she distances herself from the world so piercing she worries she’ll be judged reduced to mockery she aches to be sans them she longs to…
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And baby, here’s why you couldn’t ruin me because even before we met a thousand fires had burnt me a thousand seas had drowned me Follow @badbookthief on Instagram for more micropoetry. Happy writing till we meet next. Until then, carpe diem! 🙂 ~~~~~ © Asha Seth Stay in touch. Subscribe Now: Youtube| Twitter| Instagram| Facebook| Tumblr
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Asha Seth 