She is still here,
Lying down, cuddling and fondling me,
Heading on my chest,
Putting arms around me and legs over me,
and I, like always, cuddling with one hand and untangling her tresses with other..

Aah, I am feeling her presence again,
Pshh.. i feel like hibernating in dream..

Her presence became that habit, I can never let go of, even if its delusion.

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He now realises the pain of her ex,
when he helped her to be out of her ex,
Because, the notion of ex just has changed..

How strange that now ‘i still love you’ doesn’t affect ‘i don’t love you now’ and vice versa, any more..
How strange that ‘i am in pain’ is responded with ‘let me sleep and don’t irritate’..
How strange that ‘for so many years, i have been sleeping with your voice’ is responded with ‘shall i switch my mobile off’..
How strange that ‘tears’ are now referred as ‘dramas’..
How strange that its so easy for her, while for him, it seems impossible to move on..
How strange that he wishes to hate her, but always ends up in loving her, missing her, reliving the memories with her…..

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I am the romantic soul and she’s damn plain,
I live in dreams, while she’s pretty practical face,
I talk about moons and stars, she talks about traffic and pitfalls..
I feel sense of completion with her, while she feels its not any task..
Ohh.. God.. am i just hoping or is there any chance..

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When i close my eyes, my soul appears leaving my body in intoxication of your love and dances madly with your soul in air…

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The journey from my tears to my numbness are my assets that are created by the liabilities of your memories..

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Neither his absence affects her,
Nor his presence soothes her..

Neither his health concerns her,
Nor his safety worries her..

Neither his loneliness bothers her,
Nor any girl around him, jealous her..

Neither his cheeriness delights her,
Nor his tears despair her..

While he…..his every breathe counts her name,
Intense, deep and insane..

His living wish, His first and last craze,
His relief, his bliss and his last longing pain..

From morning prayer to evening pledge,
From first ray of sun, which disperse into rainbow blaze,
When passes through dew drop flake,
to the moon light, which turn the same dew flake
into glittering pearl shape..

Even God wonders, how only one person getting affected, if they both love each other..

Later realized,
He loves the way she is,
While, she only loves the way he loves her…..

— Ink-it Shukla ©️

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You promised me to be with me forever,


Your pureness, your innocence,
Your cheeriness, your intent,
Your ethicalness, your faith,
Your artlessness and your soul,

I wonder the purpose of promise of being with me,
if the intent is lacked.

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….. and tingle with the most palliative tune..

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Whenever, it spurts out..

Its deep, dark, damn red and thick for me,
But, its facile, grey, thin and light as water for her,

Oh.. my blood, you too have lost your esteem..

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When interest lacks,
even shower of flowers feels like pinches of thorns..

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