There was always a piping hot tea ready on breakfast table.
He always got late hurriedly gulped it everytime.
Only on sundays tea tasted best. She said its prepared same like every otherday.
He exhaled, he denied and said how could I not notice it then?-
Beauty lies in the eyes of beholder.
कवि इससे यह कहना चाहते की
Eyes are poets not reporters.
They see beauty; under representing truth.
Perception is pretty trap; sold at first sight.-
God couldn't be everywhere so he blessed us with algorithms, especially for atheist- no prayers needed.
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Midnight thoughts version
Nobody
Literally Nobody
Me: What if mosquitoes get rabies where they're afraid of human blood and if it gets epidemic No more mosquito bites...-
What if painkillers are just transferring pain to next scapegoat?
To keep total pain in universe constant.-
When I started losing memory, I started losing words.
When I recalled, it hurt
but again where was I? Who am I? Why I'm holding pen and paper?
Oh it says losing memory... but they're all lies I've been fed to console how longer could I take them?
After a time I'll prove.
I'll try recalling, but it hurt.
How old, wrinkled I'm! Everything has eventually given up on me.
His heart beat for me, butts that I protected getting battered from him.
Who visits me? Not even memories even Doctor say...
I'm recalling, but it hurts.
I get lost, I lose my belongings, I lose memories, I lose Appetite, I lose weight, I lose my patience.
I won't recall, it hurts.
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