Of shadows when sun was high up
When moon gleamed in budding romances
When star studded lovers looks across to distant memories
When leaves did rustle after an exotic wind stream
When the apple lead to the point of invention
When ideas were thought..written and penned..
When grass looked greener on the side
But body had already decided that slow and steady wins the race...!

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Dwelling into a strange dilemma
Catching myself between crisis and charisma
Two woods diverged a bit too far I guess
This precision is maddening sometimes
It is draining yet apathetic
Virtual yet more real
Static , dynamic … the knight and the day
The heart calls out to make way
Lucky are you love not to
be caught by the surprise
The sarcastic acts of life ,
writing , reading through a
mundane midnight

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Some Heat heartfelt
In this
breathless Winter.

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After they made me believe in “ Not again”
You made me rewrite it as “ Why not?”

They burned me in agony
You ignite me with passion

They left nothing to look up to
You stir something to look out for

And I just cannot decipher this damn difference!

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You must vividly remember how you felt
through that pain -
Often it takes burned fingers to save a hand!— % &

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you also erazed a part of
me which liked to dwell in delusions.
You took with you a voice which
showed the qualms of an unnecessary
Desperation.
Instead you left me as a person who
started to live more in reality
A reality which stood responsive
A reality which felt good.
A reality emotionally satisfying.
A reality which faded your absence
In thin air.

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then you realising
that there is a part of you getting badly
battered in this tide of self negligence.
The kind of pain which is self inflicted
The kind of healing
only possible inside out.

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Can determine how
Light you are.

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Every expression would be free -
Every bit of feeling
would chirp around the lovers' ears
Every flight would
fill the air with various
Colours
Every word will fly
across shores to spread the muse -
And every tryst would
be like the gentle song at dawn...

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It's more
conducive energy than
Suspicion.
I believe it's an
energetic rhythm
we all create,
You cannot in
tandem throw disbelief
and expect Faith.

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