The one that was more like me
than me.

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I saw everywhere
Warm smiling lips
With cold eyes above.

It was so everywhere
That
I could easily sort out
The soft edged eyes
With cold lips below.

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When I was looking forward
to a perfect tomorrow,
the perfect today went past me.

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When I was looking forward
to a perfect tomorrow,
the perfect today went past me.

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How to keep at bay,
The seasons that change everyday?
Angry summers, gloomy winters,
Autumns that doesn't let me
Fall apart and hopeful springs.
I've seen them all at once too!

How to not bother,
The small piece of mine-
Too small to hide,
That small piece of mine
That chose to get lost;
That I dropped somewhere
The sunrays couldn't travel;
That took up big space?

How to make keys, anyone?
For endless exile is interesting
If my golden cuffs had keys!

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I hear flutters of butterflies
And also their mourning cries
That none gets to hear

I spot wounds, tears and
Vibrant shades of glow in them
That none gets to see

They spread scents of elixir
That none gets to smell except me

I sense the air burdened with
Spectrum of colours from them
That none gets to feel

Oh butterflies!
I'm accused of having hallucinations!
Will you ever show your presence?

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If at all you could
Make paralles meet,

Lets sit by the
Abandoned nature that
Yearns to be admired,

Let us sip
a cup of silence
If you're happy

Or gulp a jugful
If you're sad.

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A proud peace dawns upon us
when we sober up in no time
after getting drunk with
any amount of emotions.

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At times we're ignorant of
what and what not to say,
but have infinite to say.

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When wings of words are tied,
all shades of emotions are painted with silence.

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