Today, in the morn, lay a broken record
On the table top with all others
To be sold with the detritus and be over with
For the world has moved on to much better

One look at the tarnishing tape
Flooded me with all emotions
A nice forgotten evening of melody and happiness
Filled my sense with a strong deja vu

My mind got transported back to the days
When we were small and played in the mud
And while returning to our houses
We would plan our excuses in our dread

Reaching the destination we would tip-toe
And run straight to our safe zone
Beside the record that would play
Symphonic tunes of peace and love

Retuning to the present I see my life
Not much better than the broken device
For we all are broken but for once
By the harsh tunes of our decisions

And so I keep the broken record safely
With the purpose of getting it recuperated
Cause my life can't sing the same old tune
If I throw it out of the window in broken pieces.

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The Art of Letting Go

It begins slow,
A lingering ache, muddled in hues of grey,
A little turbid, as memories unfold
Like smoke from a dying flame,
You recall, you regret—
Yet beneath the weight of yesterdays,
You learn the art of letting go

Memories stained in red,
Where love burned bright, then bled,
And those painted in black,
Where shadows stretched long, never looking back.
Conversations unfinished,
Words hanging like ghosts in the air,
Pacts unmade, promises that vanished,
And we—
Mismatched silhouettes,
Wandering souls with longing hearts,
We saw the ending,
It was written in the silence,
In the way our hands slipped apart.

So why prolong the inevitable?
Why dance around the truth?
Why clutch the fleeting
When all we must do
Is let go? — % &With time, we wash ourselves clean—
Clean slates, clean hearts, clean conscience—
And in that cleansing,
Perhaps we find what we were always seeking.

But it was never you and me,
We were not the answer,
Nor the question.
Rest assured of that

And those moments—
Oh, those bizarre, unnamable moments—
They refuse to be categorized,
Too strange to be sorted through,
Too tangled to make sense of.
But let them stay as they are,
Unraveled, untamed,
For there’s a beauty in their strangeness,
An enigmatic glow,
That only time can illuminate.

And so, we let go—
Not with bitterness,
But with the softness of acceptance,
With the quiet understanding
That some stories,
Even those never fully told,
Are best left in the wind.— % &

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Annoyed and restless
That's what I feel
Annoyed and jobless
while joblessness being the cause of all my unhappiness
I feel like calling him and fighting with him
Any him, I just want to fight senseless
Fight like there's no tomorrow
Oh god, have I finally snapped

I should be studying, he blocked so I could
I should be focused on my future, he broke all ties so I would
And here I am, annoyed at not being able to fight
Annoyed at not having anyone to give a damn
I hate it all, this crippling need to be heard
I wish to calm down and focus
Otherwise what am I? Just another rag doll

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I wanted to feel feelings
Feelings feel me now
Nothing left to say
Just alone with my thoughts
I didn't know it would hurt so bad
I don't think I will ever love again
One love was slow, the other fast
Both ended up leaving me to myself
Success failures, all part of life
They come and go
What hurts most is not having a person
my person
To share it all

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On my mind, all the time
Forgotten about everything before
Just you, on my mind, all the time

Why? Why on my mind?
Can't you find a different place to dwell
I didn't ask for this, you initiated
Now that you withdrew, I feel alone
And you, on my mind, confusing me as always

Will it go away? In a week, month or two?
Will I find peace, with my restless heart and soul
Why are you on my mind
My thoughts linked to everything said and done

And you. I havent yet figured you out
What do you think, where does your mind dwell
What do you like, how do you like
What do you hate, or is hate too wrong for your taste?

Should I even be thinking of you?
Why am I thinking of you? What do you think of me?
Obnoxious? Intense? A wildcard? Or just a mistake?
Should I bury all these thoughts with this night
Or should I tell them to you? To bother you a tiny bit more

My hopeful self was in love with him, but now he's a passing memory
I hope he finds love cause he never loved me
But you are on my mind like a burning question
Will I ever find out? Or will it die as it began? In suspense

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Where will I go in this vast universe
Where will I find love, undiluted, unprejudiced
Where will I find structure to my chaos
Where will I rest in love sung flamboyance
Where will I feel thousand voltage shivers
Down my spine with just one word, one touch
Where will I gather courage, to walk head high amidst fiasco
Where will I find the reassurance of a shelter
Where will I go when the world burns amass
Where will I snuggle with not a worry or a spat
Where will I find someone who will love me with all his being, to whom I will give my all
Don't know, I don't know anymore anyhow

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Destined to be alone forever

8.2 billion people, yet none for me
Destined to be alone forever, that's my tagline
Heart, you should have known better
You should have guarded better
From people ready to break you apart in a casual flick

Don't get attached
Easy said than done
Guarded as I am, the fact that you could say that says too much
Of how deep I went, in a minuscule of a moment

Why am I affected, why am I feeling at a loss
It wasn't some great love story, just a passing glance
Yet I feel broken, in a fortnight
In a fortnight, I feel broken inside out

I wish never to endure such pain again
Never to let anyone inside my heart's lane
8.2 billion people, yet none for me
Destined to be alone forever, yes that's my tagline

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Unknowns

Two unknowns in an equation is hard as is to solve
Bring in 3, you might as well bring in the rogue ball
How to balance, how to focus
How to make it just work without breaking the solution
Mind boggles these questions at this leisure hour

Love career and passion, the three swords of our life
Often slashing me as they fight
Fight for dominance, fight for survival
Fight amongst themselves yet bruising me right
Right through the heart, right through my tears
Right in the moment of euphoric eureka minutes

Can't survive with, can't breathe without
Can't make promises, yet hope for it all
Hope, a treacherous little devil waiting to bite
Yet hope is the only devil worth keeping around

Maybe someday these swords will align
Form a companion worthy of shielding from wrath
Maybe someday someone's swords will fit in mine
Ready to fortress the life full of love laughter and delight

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Sense of doom

A sense of doom impede my senses
I fumble with all this love i have
Whom to give, whom to share
I wish it was dark all around
Dark enough to not implode in choices

I wish this travesty of a phase to end
When will i live, when will i laugh my heartiest
When will i kiss, when will I feel the butterflies I ardently detest
When will i let go of this knot, when will my hand be held
I feel tragically subdued, wearing away
I wish this uncertainty to cease and desist
So I could love and live and fly away

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At sea

At the juncture of life going east or west
I met a man, a man with a warm smile
I was waiting patiently, he was watching earnestly
and I don't know after how long, but I finally met his gaze
It was kind and soft, a little hope and a little dark
Funny how things get, I finally smiled

He asked where to, I said wherever the ship takes me
He asked where do you wish it for and I asked the same
Didn't realise how much of our hopes overlapped
Didn't realise the spark that matched
But all too late cause the captain was whistling

And destiny is a treacherous little thing, innit
As I watch him watch me sail away
I avert my eyes to the moon above
Might not ever see him again
Might not know ever what the spark meant
But it's fine, right?
The ship has sailed
The water is soothing
Moon above shines
Yet I feel lost again

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