I go silent time to time;
Guess the essence of adulthood is such
Can't even call up closed ones
To express your tearful state,
Talking to your best friends
Yet holding back your emotions most of the time,
Coming across people who dismisses it at sight;
The essence of 30's is such
Faking a laugh among folks around
Looks easier than talking about feelings,
Distracting with daily dallies
Yet the feelings of maturity are stronger than teen years,
Logic pushes you to laugh and slide,
I believe loneliness is such!

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Not many days ago, rushing to catch the bus,
As the fog was blurring our eyes;
That captured memory speaks more
Than usual, even among the daily chores
Talking about the embrace of emotions.
You should have left after leaving from me!
Not many days ago, while I walked merily over the sand,
You felt the discomfort in seperation;
Those ethnic look of mine smothering your eyes,
Long conversations where time passed by or was it all a lie?
Why did you leave before you left from me?
Turning over the memory lane,
Nowadays feel insane since I made a choice that I wouldn't be able to withstand,
Scrolling over the picture album,
Makes no sense of the lies been told,
Today's hurt won't keep it anymore over the stand,
The favourites over the cell storage will go away,
The empty book will try erasing the memories collected,
A piece of memory will be hiding in the dust somewhere as an Old Photograph!

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Plucked flowers uplifting the drawing room,
The smell, the beauty, the freshness are temporary.

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Not much has changed from her end hence it didn't soften the blow. The one expectation he couldn't keep is to be honest. As far as the reality been concerned, she has had it upto the neck and not ok to deal with anything else.
Like the sweats of summer, her breathe is choking as well. She decides to free herself from the chain of lies. The heat waves of betrayal pierces her heart as she keeps walking! "At least, I will meet the end soon!" Finally, her inner voice strives to seek freedom.

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The inconsistent REM cycle breaks often,
Suppressed thoughts overthink being nostalgic,
Like a leaked emotional tap, tears speaks likewise.

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A confused heart,
The East is opening up with a cool breezy morning,
Tempered afternoon,
Ending the day with a silent night.
Passive aggressive thunders may flash once in a while;
This year, the spring is rolling off with a dream weather indeed!

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Next time, drop it at my grave!

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Holding back those emotions,
Laughing on the craziness of life,
Felt like it would be easier;
Flickering off the tear brimming on the edge,
Distracting with daily dallies,
Thinking, this shall too pass!
It still hits once in a while,
Even when around or staying afar a mile,
Hoping that oneday it shall be "FADED"

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Make our eyes glitter,
Makes us smile brighter,
And calms our soul's thirst!

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