As i stepped on the stage, memories rained, tears flooded,

Unfortunately, i was the bride and he was the guest!

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The last time we met,
Half of me went with you...
...what's left became poetry.








- Rohan Srivastava

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The house is empty, because
Its walls are drowning in the
Aroma of despair,
Its pillars are swinging in the-
Air of desolate;
And its windows and doors are
Shuddered by the
Waves of Drear,
Drear of sabotaging
Two merged souls,
And straying them
To ramble in the dark
Alleys of melancholy!!

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Keep open the garden of your
mind nd enjoy the beauty of
butterflies instead of Roll it
with a wrapper of melancholy

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My favourite writer
on YQ is particular
no one but the
young generation
writers ,
for their openness
nd ingenuity they
expressed
in their writings

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If I were to repeat my
sentence I would like
to say repeatedly
'give me freedom,
it's my right.'

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Save me from Your dreams.
They are highly Poisonous for my Sleep!

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"What do you think of me?"

"I think you are a human being,
full of humanity nd justice."

"☻☻☻☻"

"What happend ?"

"Nothing. But just now I feel ,
I should try my best🙄

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"You came in my dreams"

"Really ? But it's fair and square
you are shady and immanent
to me .
You are my dream."

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