Still long for a knock -
Knock of anticipation.
The sweet anticipation
Of your love.
Once which had been mine,
And now,
Lost - perhaps forever?

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But despite of it all -
Hope prevails.
A tiny glimmer,
The faintest of the rays,
The weakest of the gleams -
It does prevail,
And keeps you going.

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Perhaps,
In a semblance of the liveliness
We find in escapism,
We have stopped battling with reality,
Altogether.

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A single rare ray of warmth
In ever cold eyes
Will always be appreciated
Whole-heartedly, but,
An occasional wrinkle of exasperation
On an ever cheerful face
Shall always be frowned upon.
Aren't we all such hypocrites?

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And yet we stay put
Through despair,
Through those dark times,
In hope of hope.
It's murky, it's obscure,
But sure to come our way
Some day.

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And sometimes,
In the difficult times,
It's difficult to even have
A reason to hope,
And whoever and whatever
Gives you that reason,
You do need to hold on that
For the lifetime and beyond.

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Perhaps
The beauty of the rose
Enamors our minds
Too much,
For us to feel
It's prickling thorns.

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Perhaps,
We were far too dependent on others
To be the reasons behind
Our happiness,
That we have seemed to forget that
It is us who have the ability
To stretch our lips into a gorgeous smile.

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And of all the things I have come to adore,
His precious smile warms my heart the most.

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And while I might not know
What it means when I call him
My everything -
I just know one thing
Within my heart -
He's my peace,
And if that means everything
For my exhausted heart,
Then he does mean
Everything to me.

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