No one knows the pain it took to become gentle.
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@scribbled._tales_
@_.sketchings_
I have to let go of her thought,
Which has started to clot,
A heart to bleed and a pillow to cry,
Draining this thought till its dry.-
Peeking sunlight entering my curtain,
Reading a book with birds chirping was always certain.
Lettin' the ink on the paper to flow into my brain,
Till the river of thoughts starts to flow again.-
I was strangled by my conception,
That noose was my perception.
I was fading in depression,
Breaking me free was her inception.-
The life often goes offrails,
Trying to knock you off the boarded train.
Hold back your strings to stand this pain,
Until this paradox repeats again.-
We were smiling with glee,
The mortal time went flee.
The sorrows sank in the drink,
Our bond was blue and pink.-
There are many hurdles and voids between us, yet I chose to be with you till the last beat of my heart.
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there are beautiful mystries hidden in the dark side of our life.
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I expressed my thoughts about her, like the relation between.....
the pen and paper....
the brush and paint....
the poet and his poetry.......-