You text, I reply.
You don't text, then I text.
You text, I unplug the phone.
You are busy,
I put the phone for charge.

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It hurts,
sometimes immensely.
But we chase it anyway
because we know it's
worth it.

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My heart has held things
what was supposed to be shared.
But, I couldn't.
And that somehow made me this.

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You are Moon,
most beautiful also
with scars and patches,
To whom I feel most
comfortable to speak.

You are silhouette of Krishna,
Darling of we writers.
He enchanted with flute
and you cast spells.

You are Nature,
beyond morals and principles
intimidating basis of culture.

You are Forest,
having alluring mysteries.

You are Lover.

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On some rare days
I don't even write what I feel
not because of lack of motivation
but because I fear
words would misinterpret
what I am feeling.
To know what I feel one will have to feel
what I feel, not hear, not read just feel.

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It's been months that I haven't wrote anything, and that is basically because no one came in my life or left me, not the people who mattered. That makes me realise I barely have ever written for myself. I always wrote as if it was meant to be read by someone. In my diary I always used pronouns like the one who read this would just know it all because it was for that one only. I wrote what I couldn't say and what people never heard. But there are pages still unread safely kept. Which is why I imagine, I wander in fantasies for the hope that these pages will be read someday for good.

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Kiss is to dissolve the boundaries
of two bodies into existence of one,
as souls talk in silence,
breaths do the conversation
while lips hold the connection.

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Love, is always
to be found
beyond.

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If it doesn't happen naturally,
it won't happen anyway.
If it happens in spark,
it deems too soon
You always wonder over what it is
and discover so much that it's not.
It's Love !
It works in mysterious ways.

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Be mild enough to hold on to people
that you care about.
Also be wild enough to walk alone, unfettered.

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