The left side of my bed sunken
A pit so perfectly fits
Right one with a plastic cover
on, stiff sheets
An untouched flower.
A blanket for two or maybe three
Wrapped around me close
While the soul wanders free
With the one's I lost
And the one's yet to lose
Hanging above are memories
Pictures of friends
Who don't hangout or even know
Fairy tales that ends
But fairy lights that glow
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A warning to those who decided
To stick by my side
You are riding on a boat
With no captain Or a guide
The waters are rough
Even if the surface is calm
Life jackets are not enough
You will have 3 sec
Before the boat is a wreck
And Your Time starts now
Tic tic one ,Tic tic two
Jumped off already ?
Tic tic three
Iam alone and free
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Will you be there for me if
I want to call
To ask nothing
To say nothing
To want nothing
But your presence at the other end
To would just cry so much
That the pain in my neck
Wont choke me to death
I would just abuse so much
So that I can save my teeth
From grinding itself to powder-
Nostalgia doesn't always hit on the right spot
It doesn't make me smile anymore
But virtually slap me for a minute
Those were not mistakes I know
But you being oblivious to my agony
Now is a mistake.
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I'll lie forever if I like.
"How are you?" If you ask me
Iam happy. Though my
Definition differs.
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They are in the middle of nowhere
But aspiring to be somewhere.
Just like me struggling with adulthood
A mind-body paradox.-
I'm hurt. It's night. It's calm.
There's pain. There's hope. There's death.
As long as I'm writing, all is quite
And I am a poet.
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I've a complaint that I will never register
'You have stopped looking at me'.
The way you used to just glare into my eyes
That my trembling body could wait for a while.
Then how the little things goes unnoticed,
When I'm tired of telling you that I am broken
I want you to see for yourself. But,
You have stopped looking at me.
I've a story that I'll never tell
Of how 'miracles can happen in hell'
The way you came as my last ride
When I told my heart to beat for a while.
Then how death stole all the attention
But I had waited for you to guide me again
I want you to save me from myself. But,
You have stopped looking at me.
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Have you seen love from so close
Just standing next to you
Or cuddled in your arms ?
You just look at his sweet face
And know the future holds you together
But then your eyes swell up
And blur your vision.
A moment when you are
Blind, deaf and mute
But you feel every inch of him.
From the texture of his hair to the
Rhythm of his breath
Hold his face so close to yours
That your nose touch but lips don't
Still for a second now. . . .
Before you close your eyes,
Remember
"That you breathe the same air,
But different dreams."
Kiss him nevertheless
And look upon his sweet face.
-- Victoria
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Sometimes it not about the priorities
It's just what you choose
Good or bad-