Her blushes and her sweet teeth,
When he used to make her days lit,
With no gifts, gifting her his free shifts,
Now,
The memories are buried underneath,
And laminated with a sheath
It's just the breaths and no vulnerable old breathes:)

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a man with no breaths!

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Because eventually what was mine is mine

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The tears,
Gather all the fears
And just let them flow through your tears,
No, you won't be considered a cry baby,
World doesn't even bother about your existence lady!
It's just emotions,
Do justice to it,
Don't pile it up in jail,
Sometimes, give it the bail,
Alike that girl,
Who craves to fly,
Alike that girl,
Who never lies,
Alike that girl,
Who sits in a corner,
And cries,
To savour her tears from the bully,
Which humanity enjoys doing fully🌟

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I need ya,
Grab,
Pull,
Hold,
And utter your bow on my lips,
See me turning breathless,
Caress me,
And join the dots of your love,
In my heart,
Show me the way to your arms,
With no norms,
See the way
My soul calms,
Just prove,
My heart won't be harmed💌

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She utters the letters of love,
Melancholic, scared,
Numb and feared.
Zip her lips,
Give her a few tips,
Silently.
Gasp, gaze, grasp
And amaze!
The shelter within,
Which craves,
Eros of your love.
Increasing the thrust,
Let her burst,
The tears, her fears,
Say cheers❣
Change the gears,
Again,
Don't break the chain,
Let it rain,
From the clouds of your shame,
Worship the game,
Get fulfilled listening to your name.
Full and filled,
And Helpless and killed!
Inject her,
In your veins,
Let her peel off your pain,
Fill her,
Tight in your arms,
Sigh,
I can always fall for you,
Today, tomorrow and again❣

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Kabhi jo guptagu tere saath karte the,
Ab unka din barbaad karte h,
Unke kaan dukha dete h,
Unko kuch b bolne se ruka dete h,
Sirf hamari sunne ko bata dete h,
Ab ham deewaro se baat karte h!
Rote h, chillate h,
Unhe sab batate h,
Jhunjhala kar,
Bolo na!
kuch bolte q nahi,
Kehkar b suna dete h,
Hum deewaro se baat karte h

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Where to go?
What to say?
Where to live?
Why die?
Don't be too fast, not too slow,
Wishing, someday she could glow!
What if she hates her existence,
What if sometimes she craves your attention,
Does that mean she deserves no mention?
Ahh! She's your tension
Willing to gleam,
Too timid to scream,
Wants to chase her dreams,
And you gift her dark themes❣
All the expression seems in depression,
Maybe it'll lower your impression,
Her pals will question,
Is she your daughter?
Just lacked some affection🎀

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Life is a journey

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The Golden golden square challenge 2020
(The Inked Square)

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