And once in a while,
I wish we could put
Our hearts in washing machines,
Rinse all the pain we could,
Dry them with care &
Hang them out to soak in
All the love they could β¨π
Oh how I wish.-
Seriously? You think you stand a chance amongst these people?
Look at them, they are seasoned and they look professional,
We won't survive! Let's leave now.
NO! Enough is enough, I am going to face this and everything here after.
It's time for you to get out of here, my mind has no place for you, my not so dear
insecurities-
amongst hundred odd people,
amongst best of places,
amongst best of everything,
Without you, in my heart,
I am ALONE-
my heart's favourite music,
Sways and groves,
Every damn time.-
you might miss,
a sort of spark,
that often brightened,
the corners of your π-
is Clever; it enables us
to Cut the unwanted,
to Copy the needed,
to Care for what means,
eventually to make us see (C)
it's presence, even when
it's not there.
-
there is a difference,
in my thoughts,
& it reflects on my face,
the way it is,
or at times the way
I want to see it..
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When I read for the first time,
I realised I can
teleport too
-
you can express
all your thoughts,
analysing them over & over again,
each time with a new perspective
Connecting dots with new lines
reading words with new meaning
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