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I shut the world beyond the clouds
that I see through this window
I drown my chaos today, in red liquid —
hoping it calms my racing thoughts.

My company, fluttering birds
passing by the entrance intermittently.

One of my favorite songs
playing in your voice on my phone, in loop;
my white noise these days.

For a while, it becomes numb
before it erupts like a salty tidal wave.
..
If only, it was this easy to heal from
what I don't write here.

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Black out

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The beat of time's heart
skips a part in my memory.

I hear the roar of fading blues
amidst the calmness of my being; now.

It's all a paradox,
my life
your life

and everything that surrounds this story.

In an understatement of 'us',
a forever tale lost somewhere
thrives in alternate universes

where endings exist.

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Some summers stay with us
like
memories of ripened peaches on our lips
in the moments we stole from the world.

Pathways to winter blues —
every summer thereafter;

and forbidden for life.

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I forget the shape of dreams,
oftentimes;

raging waves take me ashore
in the palaquin of salted waters.

It's like the reminiscences are scattered
between grains of sand —

too tiny to breathe for themselves,
too heavy for me to breathe them in.

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Calm, comes to us,
not in knowing that
maybe,
everyone in the world
is suffering prima facie,
or in quiet,
for one reason, or the other;

but -
in knowing
that everyone
is trying their best for
healing, together.

Even if it only ends in
survival per day.

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Ordinary sunsets
are like ordinary people;

you never realise how amazing they are
until you witness them in person.

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