Cities are strange.
There is a scrap shop beside a palace.
The drainage dances beside a river.

Cities are strange.
A dog sits on a Thar.
A hotel named Topsy is located beside a graveyard.
An abandoned elephant idol lies in the garbage.

Cities are strange.
Pigs roam happily inside a temple.
There is a Mercedes showroom near a zoo.
The most unhealthy foods are sold in front of a hospital.
Pigeons cause traffic on a bridge.

Cities are strange.
People pass by
Without noticing anything
People are stranger.

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Who are we?
If we are not
Stars in constellations
Trying to have a
Constellation of conversations
While exploring
The same unknowns.

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Nestled among the row
Of concrete buildings
In my street,
There was a tiny
Brave plant blossoming
Amidst the chaos

Today I see that it
Has been trampled,
It's twigs scattered
Like bolts of thunder.

I stand there helpless
Wondering who's more broken
The plant or us?

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Of all the
Folktales
I have known,

My favourite is
A forgotten story
Of light,

Where a humble candle
And a distant star became friends
On a dark lonely night,
And talked and talked

As the candle was about
To be burnt out,
The star cried
And thus the earth
Received the gift
Of fireflies.

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Everything breaks
When hidden
Away,

Nothing hides
When broken
Everyday.

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There's a fragrance
In the air
That I can't fathom

It smells of roasted peanuts
And Rose lipstick
Merged together
In unison

I close my eyes
And breathe in
The memory
Of a forgotten kiss

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You told
Me to
Hide my
Feelings in
A bottle
And throw
It down
The ocean,

But how
Can I
Hide the
Ocean in
A bottle?

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I felt those breezes brushing
Past my face everytime
You thought of me,

And it touched me so gently
I could almost feel your hand
Wiping my tears
That's raining nonchalantly even
In this hot summer,

I close my eyes
And the thunderbolts roar
Trying to break our bond,

I defy with a lightning
Thats spread across the sky
Like my broken veins
In your mind's eye

It glows brighter
With every defiance
Until everything stops
And my silence speaks
For one last time.

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Love is like a distant firefly
That wants to glow
Slowly at first
And then all at once,
Until it turns into a star
that not only glows
but also grows with time.

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You retrace
The faded words
In an old greeting card,
Letter by letter.

Unlike the faded ink,
Your Love
Only grows
stronger with time.

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