last night,
the stars
were low
in my sky.

I plucked them,
one at a time
to place them
in yours.

they kept falling
making a silhouette
around
your sleeping figure.

after all, my stars know
who I look up to.

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My poems
Are nothing
But a silhouette,

Kept alive
By my words,

Only for you
To fit in,

Someday.

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The reminisces
Of long faded voices
Strips long night
Of its darkness.

Outlined by stars
Dripping honey drops
Her silhouette forms
Quenching my alchemist tryst

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Every night, in my dreams,
there's an inebriated silence
broken rhythmically
by our heartbeats in sync,
and the silhouette of our bodies
fades away
to reveal a mesh of our souls,
laced together in such a way
where your jagged light
fits flawlessly with
the tethered pieces of mine
and at long last,
we become whole.

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Even a blurry silhouette of your facade
Can infuse the idea of love in me

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वाकिफ हो रहे है तेरी गैरमौजूदगी से
सीलन दीवार पर रेख़्ता है
औहाम में थी मेरी तरह वो भी
की तेरी तस्वीर को उससे क़राबत हो गया है

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A silhouette pierces through into Sunset
Time flows through the bleeding wounds in dark night
A new Silhouette forms with the Sunrise

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Hummock silhouette bathed
variances a deep azure sky at
twilight time in blackberry winter.

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We bleed on people who didn't break us.
Kill ourselves for not being loved enough.
Chase after the delusion.
Sacrifice our oath for the unseen .
Is it our mind? The greatest enemy.
Gold with us feels like stones.
Something shines from the far end,
We chase it.
Found out , it was streetlight.
Dark but light is hidden in it.
Some born to hunt
Some born to be a prey.
Is the hell afterlife mentioned , is actually the hell we are in.

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