mirth in his eyes
sang the sweetest melodies
and I got drunk
sipping his innocent smile

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"But I am all bitter !!", exclaimed Coffee beans.

"But you can make me all better", replied Milk while blushing some sweetness.



Coffee??

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bits and pieces of myself
my love, my soul
I surrendered
in the heart of blooming spring
suppressing the suffocation of bluster
surrounding my fluctuating faith
yet gripping onto the promising existence
amidst ruthless desert

as they say
you give something
you gain something
never knowing
the Oasis would suddenly disappear
into thin air
leaving behind
only some marred footsteps
and my lost self
buried, gone

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snuggling my cold fingers
into the depth
of your dark locks
with my half closed eyes
waking up now and then
to your soft snores

I hide all the mischief
under my dark brows
while my lazy lips
suppress escaping giggles

amidst your hitched breath
and lullabies of my heartbeat
my consciousness starts running
in the wonderland
of your tuneless melodies;
yet my soul gets
never enough of it

to the neverland of happy memories
my sanity often travels
and I find your subconscious grip
around my waist;
firmer and securer
pulling me closer
into the cave of warmth
and succumbing me
to everlasting bliss

-

she chased peace
breathed silence and solitude
got reincarnated

-

I used to pity
for that lost kite,
every time
it falls off its string

Now I applaud for it

-

you were such a late comer
arriving at my embrace
when my hands were
pretty tired;
to immerse you
into my forlorn existence

nevertheless
you held me dear
in your warm abode
awakening my indolent heart
and turbulent soul

no wonder
my little feet
found their way
back to home
in you

-

she blooms
inhaling winter hues
in profound darkness

-

come, find me
in the reluctance
of my half parted lips
and tied vocabularies
for you have come along
similar mayhem
in the same nameless path

to smithereens
of this abandoned story

-

let your silence preserve your story
for someday
for someone
to tune in your cacophonic glory

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