Writers romanticize pain,
because it's the only way
they know
to deal with it.— % &

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I keep channelling my insecurities into words
and people keep marvelling at it like a beautifully sculpted poetry.

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Date Night

~ A short story

(Caption)

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Nights like these,
the soul is more tired
than the body;
completely desolate,
it seems to have lost
all sense of direction,
it does seem dead
to the common eye,
but isn't really,
it lays still,
waiting;
till the dawn animates it
from the dead,
for yet another death
at the end of
yet another day.

//Army of the dead

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Hell is where sinners are punished,
Heaven is where sinners go to party.

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Killing people is easy,
forgiving them is still the hardest.

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Nights like these,
when I see
how the people on earth
mutilate
and dismember your soul,
leaving no piece recognizable,
I'd suggest you use hell-fire
to glue back the pieces;
atleast,
that'd hurt less.

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Emergency Courage

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words,
yes words,
because when your thoughts
leave you no mercy in the middle of the night,
words decide to betray you too;
just like that childhood friend with whom you made
eternal promises to be together,
words prove to be mean little witches.

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I don't come here so often,
what was familiar before,
is kinda strange to me now,
this place holds memories
that I'd rather forget
and yet,
as soon as I enter,
I can feel the rush of forces
hurtling towards me at a speed
faster than light,
waiting for me to come back
and embrace the part that I left behind,
a part that I THOUGHT, I was better off without;
What surprises me is
how can something that gives you pain,
can also be your saviour somehow?
How can darkness really be the warm feeling
you feel on a lazy summer day?
I guess I'll always have a home here,
and I'm not ready to leave yet.

// I'm home

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