THE BONSAI GIRL

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The Cold Shades of Superlatives

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When I walk with the moon,
I face my phobias sinking
In the shallow bed of anti-depressants.
Takes them a little less nowadays.

Everything started with some sort
Of pituitary changes numbing my senses.
The bottleneck on carotid arteries,
Somehow I managed to get over it.

I made the incognito mode turn blue
And continued to think about her.
On writing, the cursor blinks
Hundred, until I overcome my fear.

My fear to trust someone,
Crashing over me to negate my faith.
My fear to love someone,
Allowing to fuck with my emotions.

People quote me on and on
"Writing heartbreaks..."
But, I say the lore of Bedouins,
The rawness of life and love altogether.

Meanwhile,
Dr.House,"Everybody lies."
And tossed me his key -
About being rational.

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Little by little

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Breathe one, breathe two, breathe three
And it’s sunup.

The dream catcher in the air lies still
IN some hefty nightmares, all ill.

The sundown is still 12 revolutions away,
Why not thread each radiance, the eyes ray.

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Incommunicado

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Bare Eyes Optimisation

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Dear Maa,
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You endured bone crushing pain and brought me into this world, but I don’t think, I have done any such kind of sacrifice.
Besides, you tolerated my tantrums, door slams, even my shit, my vomits at times still counting.
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Always by your side,
Ankit.

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Dear Kasturi,
When I woke up earlier this morning,I was filled with your thoughts.Most of them don’t even know, you’re more than just a Looney Tunes character in my life. You’re my eccentric amalgam of ink and blood.This is an ode to your presence within me. The presence that you marked every year in my calendar.Unknowingly this morning my nerves stimulated unnecessarily.Surprised.Scared.Last time when this happened, I lost one of my closest.A person whom I loved.Those days were worst.Sedatives made my nights a bit shorter.The time when I became a day dreamer. The time when biological evolution was not yet on my way.The time when….
Back then,'there is always good in bad and bad in the good', this drenched me into the colours of life again.And you’re born.Gradually growing,I have the parenthood then.
Thank you is all I have at this moment.

Cheers to our selfless bonding,
Ankit.

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Coffee Unplugged
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Read full poem in caption.

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