I'm tired but I'll be okay.
things ain't smooth right now,
but they too will get okay.
My loved ones are in pain
but sometime later they'll be okay.
Nothing's going my way but I have faith in Krishna
he'll make things okay.

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The tantrums you bring are like cookies that
I have to accept in order to browse your love.

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If heartbreak had a sound
It would be that quietness as if the sound of birds,
rustling leaves and all the natural soundscape
being revoked from the forest ambience.

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I sought peace in everything but never was I happier than in a seclusion with you.

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My bites are like stories etched on your skin
they speak of love expressed through lust
Each scar tells of your moans and screams
a witness to everything that happened last August

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May be in our 30's baby....

wish we would rise up with a lot of bedsheet crease
Sleep deprived me, still you asking "Annu, one more time please"

Vehement me trying to grab your flesh with my mouth
Curtains still down and I cherish your curves in the silhouette

Me closing my eyes and feeling you as if I'm reading braile
Our hot- blood running parallel to each other turning everything red from pale

Cutting like a cold wind I move my fingers on your inner thigh
I incline and start working with my tongue there and make you sigh

Me turning you aback and pressing myself against you
Anchoring sweet promises deep within while bathing in your sweat dew

As I keep anchoring promises..I whisper in your ears with my breath
Us melting down on our fiery desires.. and so we complete our thirteith

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You talk to me with cramps in your gut
There's a lot a blood still you're there without a single but

I know you're at unease due to that flow
Still you manage to be delighted and make my day glow

Sometimes you get embarrassed due to the tinged skirt
But again you answer me on just "one call alert"

You may be so much irritated with the wet pad
Still you just yell at me with love as if I'm your own lad

And all this happens for a non-stop five at your cervix
Still you never let me fall apart and so to our love matrix

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College reawakening be like...

That shit.. That atmosphere similar to hell
where I'm just coming back to inhale your smell

Those rusted peeps whom they call a golden crew
Where I just wanna feel relief deep within you

Those events where people pretend to be altogether
I just wanna feel your hair-cum-feather

Where all that trauma is rehearsed on repeat and repeat
I want to lie over your chest and listen to your heartbeat

Away from the cunt places like BH and GH
I want to kiss you very strong on the stairs of DH

Away from politics and conspiracy theories
I want us to dive deep in our lane of old memories

Where those crowded outings come with pricy plate
I want you to accompony me and be my single date

Where people fake even friendship and care
I want to have "Bhutta" with you on a ₹19:1 split share

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This cold sand of beach feels like you under moon light
and this bonfire, our pastime and that unexplained fight

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You fly.
I sigh.
Just alluring a mirage of our next meet-up.

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