Maybe liking someone
is nothing but a way
of telling them,
'I see you' and
'I want to be seen by you.

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The problem isn't
with the roots but
with people's insistence
to stay buried.

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Blue - a word so unfairly
draped by melancholia.
Blue for me has always been
the innermost part
of my heart's flame -
alluring, unyielding, ignitable;
all that is deemed discreditable.

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May held the aroma of petrichor,
obstinately witnessing its coat turn miry.

July, still two blocks away
has extended its arms,
in a cursory attempt to
overtake the transitionary June.

A wistful smile
clouds her face,
as those last words which
trailed on her lips and
dragged through her fingers,
are mentally replayed
three earth revolutions later.

Her torment had finally
turned to delight.

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Your story is written in a book
with no title on the cover.
How was I supposed to
understand your genre?

When I tried to read you,
you did not let me
go beyond the prologue
which apparently
had no connection
to any of the chapters.

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Did they escape their city's parched pavements,
to perish on flower beds, they only came to admire?
Here lies a pawn's broken neck under an enemy king's foot.

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Face of an angel,
soul of an altruist,
eye sight of an eagle,
memory of an elephant,
mind of a researcher,
wrapped with
the strings of
noble intentions.
She is a gift box
within which
perfection and
destruction are
tied together
in a
combustible
embrace.

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Saccharine mountain air, briny sea winds or moist forest tree roofs,
each of them with an exquisite story of survival and resurrection,
turning my entire being to a melody that needs no deciphering.

-

The distance
between
your return
and
my departure
can be measured
in three days of
uncomfortable silence.

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She used to believe,
all smiles are
equally beautiful until
she witnessed his.

The significance of
a smile does have a
unequivocal relation
to the one who wears it.

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