the unapologetic
yet elegantly savage me…-
Engineer by profession,
Bong...
Beneath the bruise of Dark
I fall for it, every night —
feasting on me, with a lover’s grin
and morning finds me, stitched in silence again!!!
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the words we never spoke,
the version of us which faded,
while silence became our answer….-
Once they danced on
those tired eyes,
some little dreams with golden wings,
to be fulfilled,
to be cherished,
chasing down with open hearts…
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Mixtape songs,
Chimes of laughter,
Stealing gazes,
with windows rolled down,
like rules never mattered…
The backseat spoke more than
their voices could even speak…-
Embrace of the Flicker
Beneath the soft glow of the candle,
whispers gleam, softly…
Each flicker - a promise,
a cosseted dream!
Souls entwined,
embraces redeemed,
while time had a pause…-
Relief,
the first breath after a paused echo of the unsaid and unheard…-
Scattered fragments, untethered—
Veiled emotions spilling over,
Walls once unyielding, have fallen…-
feels like an endless gallery of night realm,
I take a stroll, down the scattered sparks,above—
luminous shards,
drifting in a vast indifferent sea
of luster…
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