poem166: nobody but you…

one warm April evening the sun went down early the seas swept away the castles built for dreams to live in the waves returned, hurried and eager in the wet sands they dug deeper as if something precious was lost but they returned without their castles to peek into without those walls to protect life…

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poem162: he’s in love…

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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poem161: the wait…

it’s saturday evening I lie huddled in my blanket watch the raindrops beat against my windowpanes enjoy the sweet sound of solace but somewhere around there is a constant hum a sort of whisper a pleading that goes on to get up, escape to lose myself in the madness that’s this city quiet but not…

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घर घर में कैद हैं…

घर घर में कैद हैंमाँ की बेताबियाँ अनेक हैंबाबा की तन्हाईयाँ ढेर हैंदीदी के सपने सरफ़रोश हैं…*घर घर में कैद हैंख्वाहिशें बेचैन हैंदिल में रंजिशें खामोश हैंआपसी शिकवे हर रोज़ हैं…*घर घर में कैद हैंहसरतें बेख़ौफ़ हैंमनमर्ज़ियों का शोर हैबगावतों का शहर है…

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poem152: Soulmates

the devotion in his eyes burst like a thousand stars purged within seconds the ghosts eclipsing her heart ~ her smile, the exalted shaman the light of his tired soul exorcised his demons making him pure and whole ~~~

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poem150: What’s life!

I keep telling myselfit’s all rightto not have what I wantto not get what I craveto pine for what I deserveto lose what’s mineBut in realityI’m dyingof these meek attemptsof these fake comfortsof these suffocating breathsof living these sore liesI keep telling myselfthat I’m all rightbut a voice echoes from deep inside“you’re not, but you’ll…

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Scars, like Stars…

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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Micropoetry#65

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Micropoetry#64

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tell me otherwise…

on some days when the moon is hiding behind a cloud I see you through its eyes and I feel your gaze upon me on those nights I find your smell lingering in the corners of my bed when I climb in they hug me until I fall asleep you may deny it wasn’t love…

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