Some roots are deep and sore,
Like the love between us.
My flesh and blood,
The love that runs in my veins.
You hurt and tear me,
Shatters me, the pain running deep and deep.
The love you say, the care you say,
Those make me regret all that I love.
All that I love and my existence.
Is there a space of void.
Void of emotions, identity and ego.
That void will be a blessing,
If it exist.


My greatest treasure is what hurts me most now.

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A Burdened Life

How beautiful is the world I cherish,
Love, care and warmth.
Living in the luxury of being wanted,
Being a meaningful existence.
That is the beautiful dream I live in.
Heavy are the hearts,
Hearts not of mine, but of people I care about.
Heavy and burdened,
For the existence of me.
The beautiful dream I live in,
An illusion of my own creation.
An illusion for me to hold on.
Hold on to a dream I long for.

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I feel the heavy heart,
A heavy heart with emptiness.
What drags me, I do not know.
What cheers me, I don't know.
Number inna way, yet the heart bleeds.
Bleeds for no reason.
No reason I understand.
Where are you ?
Where am I?
What do I want?
Am I lost?Am I alive?
There is nothing I want,
Only questions unfolding new ones?
Do I expect an answer? I do not know that too.
What is happening now? I do not know.
I know only one thing for sure.
I do not like the me now.
Find yourself, I order myself
Find me, find yourself.

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The more you try to hide,
The more I can feel,
The depth of love you hide in your wounds,
The love you hide behind your scars.
Why do you hide them?
Let me be the one to take care of you.

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A glimpse of you,
Makes my heart flutter.
To a faraway land your glance takes me,
In a world of you and me,
I wish to stay here for eternity.

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To know the aches of your heart,
To let it out or to explode,
Is a choice every writer makes,
Some bring smile with the blood scented ink,
Some bring sorrow with an ear to ear smile,
Some are lost,
So lost, even the aches can't escape,
Even the words become silent,
To drown in silence and unheard.

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O the tainted souls of the dark,
Why art thou never leave me,
Holding me close in your arms,
Never to let the hopes of life sweep in.

Once, twice and many a times,
I thought it's finally over,
I desire the peace that's so close at hand,
Yet to no avail.

The stain put on like the makeup I adorn,
When do they leave,
When do I let them go?
Are you here to stay for an eternity ?

The souls of dark,
O so mighty,
Even before me and much so after me,
I desire the warmth of light,
Warmth of peaceful life.

O the mighty souls,
Lift this tainted paints off of me,
For I want to bear the naked face,
For the peace I desire.

O the tainted souls,
Have you not grown fond of me now?
Let me rest and close my eyes,
Like a baby in mother's bosom,

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A Shadow that covers my soul,
The light of your love was an escape,
Or so I thought,
Alas, to realize that the shadow is a part of me,
Never to leave until my soul part.
An escape is no more a wish,
No more a desire of mine.
Nor am I afraid of this darkness,
For you have numb my hopes long ago.
That your presence is something granted that I care not,
I care not of your existence,
You a Shadow, shall stay a Shadow.

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Every morning is a blessing,
A new chapter waiting to be filled in colors.

Let me colour a streak with a warm good morning wish.

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The diamonds of the sky twinkle and smile at me,
For the tales of first light and shower,
To dewy fresh spring.
The tales of us.

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