Sentence.
I try writing
ghazals about you to forget
your existence. But then, my words
filter out screams that are echoed in silence.
I distract myself with movies, shows
but it's just a mere persistence.
Have I been drugged or abused by your
memories like a substance?
Maybe I am, maybe I'm not.
Maybe it's just an instance where
I write a line and it leads to a poem filled with distance.

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"I haven't heard from you for a while."
I was late because I was busy.
"Am I not important to you anymore?"
"You are. You are."
"Then Who am I to you?"
"My life. My breathe. My first love
that I can't let go of ever.
I'm too attached to you that
I want to be everywhere you are.
I want to get at that place where
I put my voice out there.
Hope I'm not too late to realize this
that my first ever love was you.
My music."

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"You have disrupted my sleep pattern."

"What did I do?"

"I could have lost you that day."

"You could have lost yourself."

"You're right, how else can death exist if life doesn't die?"

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Though my love has ended,
I still carve you in my words.
It says, 'Look Behind You.'

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I fell, on the ground,
You saved my life.
I fell forever.

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I reached out to you.
You said, "I have to catch the next train."
I replied, "Was this a wrong train?"
You spoke, "It wasn't until I stayed a little too much in this train that I lost myself with the track of time."

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Snow down on leaves,
words are deserted like dreams.
I have found and lost you.
In voices that cry muffled screams.
Who will help me heal?
My heart replied
"You can heal your life."

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"I'm not here to tell you what you wanna hear, your body already knows what it needs."

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Mom is no more there
to wake you up,
cause you live alone.

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One night she whispered
"You deserved this."
Finally, he was hanged.

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