ROMDUM RAINS
In a small town,
Atop the Mebo ground,
Lies something new
The Siang has a different view.

Romdum Rains ,
Free my heart's restraints .
Purge out the vices of me,
And let myself be.

Before I decieve again ,
With a mind uncertain.
Romdum Rains,
Free my heart's restraints.

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WHERE PARALLEL LINES DON'T MEET
Parallel lines met,
On a night of autumn's advent.
February's gift to me,
Defied what wasn't meant to be.
Hiding on a cloud , I have been blushing hard,
Leaping around it like a retard,
My heart has dropped all it's guard.

And if all of this is a dream,
And reality awaits to greet,
Let me scream,
"I'll be waiting even where parallel lines don't meet"

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THAT AUTUMN RAIN

You are that autumn rain, I forgot my umbrella to.
That rain patter , my heart skipped a beat to.
Drenched in that shower I got sick,
Only to become it's addict.
An addict of that weather ,
Where the precipitation reminds me of that pleasure.
Even that smell of petrichor still lingers around,
From when I first got spellbound.
You are that cloud I still pursue,
That autumn rain , I forgot my umbrella to.

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ACHI
My Achi is he !
Whose relation is beyond homie,
Who pockets the key,
The key to unseal the hypocrisy of my introvercy.
Achi! A word heisted from a Community,
Heisted and mutated, as if it was destiny.
He is a Character,
Played when we come together.

My Achi is he !
Who mirrors my mentality
And, reflects my anxiety;
Yet , whose presence is of pure serenity.

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SILENCE OF THE NIGHT
Silence of the night !
Listen to my wails till dawn light.
Abduct my anxiety in the dark,
Bury it in serenity without a mark.
Caress me with your quiet ,
With it ,lead me to the right .

Whisper your calm when I cry,
With tearless tears and eyes dry.
Drown me in your empty void,
To face fright and not avoid.
Listen ! O silence of the night!
To my wails till dawnlight!

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IT
Through the corner of my eyes , I saw,
A silhouette against the closed window.
Then my eyes ceased all movement,
For I sensed something, something inhuman.
The night felt less lonely, suddenly.
Silence of the dark created fear, instantly.
IT's Presence was ghastly & terrifying.
Hideousness IT radiated, was horrifying .
There in cold sweat I lay,
Instantly realised something so without further delay.
Opened the windows, to the quiet where I cry,
For IT was a reflection of I.

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THE ROAD TO ME

Where am I heading to ? I haven't yet realize,
Procrastination unveils my demise.
Listen to my wail, O mighty Siang !
Pour upon me the wisdom of Yin&Yang .
Share the glimpses of your first flow,
The impetus that helped you through .
Defenestrate my inner conflicts of ambivalence
Gift my consciousness , the gift of clearance !
Where is the road ? The road to me,
Amid uncertain weathers of pasighat, did it flee?
Far away like she, is from me .

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If I ever end up being a writer, I will write about you
&
That's a promise.

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ROSE WITH THORNS , LOVE WITH SCARS
Butterflies! Every time she thinks,
About him, and sort of sinks.
The design of his smile,
Makes her blush awhile.

Everything in him is hers
Even with scars they cheers.
Maybe apart for days,but can't be for a life,
As down the line, might she be a wife.
Their love is poetry not prose,
Valentine's near, may their scars blooms a rose.

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AGAINST THE SACRED VOWS
Into the unknown we ventured ,
There,her tales he told,I heard .
Them loving seems forbidden,
Hence,his confession remains hidden.
Yet, he structured his flesh,
To embrace the inevitable crash.

To go against the sacred vows,
If only she forms a hint that 'Yes!' she allows
That she too burns for him,
And feels smitten to the brim.
Into the unknown we ventured,
There, their tales he told and I listened .

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