Empath- a curse

If I've said
by time I'll be free
you know it's a myth.
when the clouds shed rain
I feared a thunder-storm,
when the lightning hit
I thought for the homeless
when I'm on the track,
people slept like a baby.

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The Sunset
never heard about
the disappearing of the Sun
maybe it wanted more time
to stay, give a proper bye.

Clouds don't blame
the sky, no matter how short they stay
Moon Apologizes to the Sun
'perhaps you are sad, yet
I've to shine.'


The stars said, 'we will carry you Sun
not the whole but in small pieces.'
The Sun smiled and waited for the day.
Moon light night never saw him
the drizzles came nowhere suddenly.

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If the life shows
love, why all of the
poems are about void.

if the life shows
victory, why all of the
stories are about lost.

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There are moments
everywhere finding
a spot in sun, where
it warms the body
but not much,
curtain of fog
creating a mystery of
what's next, having
lost the count of tea
little much ginger
and here another
cap head is happy.
Grandma's newly
made sweaters, hugs
the body with warmth of smile.
Amma's 'pithe' melts
upto the bottom of heart
little things yet
the sources of seratonin
It arrives, stays like the
relative we always love
to have, whining to
stay longer a little.
Marygold, petunia
covers the ground
like it's the bride's dupatta.

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Loving you is like
finding my pieces in you
love the way you smile
the way you make me yours
got all of the pieces
now I can say, you are mine.

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Unbridled emotions

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"Are you alive bruh?"
"Yes! Why are you asking?"
"I've texted you one week earlier"

*Got another notification from 'Ghost friend'*

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unfortunately, a wildflower
bloomed in the garden
to survive, to enjoy life
not knowing the nature
It chooses the colour
thought to breath
to protect and try to hold itself
to the wind passing every day,
making it weaker day by day, yet stands
the storm arrived, two hands and pull
it dies. the seeds carried the legacy
the story within it.
another summer arrived,
and this time it stayed.
Storms can damage but not destroy it.

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Love~


Love someone who always knows how to return, when things seem unsettled, late, or early it doesn't matter. Material things and intimacy will not be comfortable, at times. When the world is against you, that one will stand beside you. The tender touch of their hands, stroking your hair. When the world hurts you along with them, also knows to be there. There is no challenge, live and love.

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What if you fall harder
this time
You will assume again
selfless love exits
What if you get some rest and love
the present, accept things as they seem.

The past does not always haunt
It resides, deep beneath your skin
Under the thick layer, the moisturizer
you put, the scent that lingers

All of this is just a waste
The true self will come off
the naked truth, all of a sudden
If you think about all of this is a reverie
and wake up before being the logical
There is a truce between my emotions
and the voice " what if ".

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