Bidding farewell to
a loved one is just like
the sunflower's vow
to forever shun the
gaze of the sun.

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//ସେ ଇଂରାଜୀରେ କବିତା ଲେଖୁଥିବା ଝିଅ//

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ପ୍ରେମ ରେ ପ୍ରାପ୍ତି ଅର୍ଥ,
ଏକ ଓସାରିଆ କାଗଜ ରେ ଅଣ୍ଟୁ ନଥିବା କବିତାର କାହାଣୀ!

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I aspire to fly. However, I lack my own wings and my own sky. Relying on borrowed wings and flying in someone else's sky hinders meaningful development. Still I look for growth. A meaningful development requires many meaningful farewells.

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My mirror was drawing my picture when I was taming my tangled tresses with my pink comb. He came closer and hugged me from my waist. I was busy setting my hair and he kept himself involved in kissing me from my neck to the crest. The surprise just took my breath. He stole the moment when his lips whispered "see you soon"! I kissed him back and everything felt nostalgic in that moment.

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You came before I invited you. The lup dup sound of my heart beat enhanced the intensity. Before understanding anything you ruled over my thought processes and body metabolisms. Leaving me breathless quickly your gentle touch ignited a spark within me. You painted my body as a token of love. At that moment the time froze like a statue, the universe held its breath and my inner fire burnt me up!

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ଚକ୍ଷୁ ରେ ମଳିନତା
ହେଲେ ସ୍ବପ୍ନରେ ବାସ୍ତବତା!

ପୂର୍ଣ୍ଣତା ରେ ଶୂନ୍ୟତା
ଓ ଶାନ୍ତ୍ବନା ରେ ନୀରବତା।

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he manipulates me by saying many logical things!

Me:

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At the end
I am a poem
wishing only to be loved,
to be deeply understood.

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My heart is learning to bloom again
in the soil of my old ache!

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