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22 JAN 2018 AT 15:46

If kisses didn't exist,
love would feel like
poetry without passion.

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5 APR 2019 AT 12:56

Flow with the fleetingness, if you can,
beloved.
Half-healed souls cannot cure one's
brokenness.
Break your heart if it's needed, let the
leftover pain escape.
Grow yourself that invincible strength,
to find peace in the quiet.
Let time pour reasons on your shattered
pieces to ask life to stay.

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22 AUG 2018 AT 3:31

Who spread the rumour
that the universe grants
everyone's last wish?

All my unfulfilled desires
have now moulded into
one single wish- YOU!

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11 JAN 2019 AT 12:18

Flow to the west,dear river.
Tell my sun that its orange cover
no longer hides the redness of my cuts.
Tell it to burn me or to dry my tears.
My rainbow is lost,deprived of life
my withered soul is dying every
second here.

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25 NOV 2018 AT 1:00

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12 APR 2018 AT 15:33

...and I'll let darkness consume
me completely in its illusionary
peace as long as my thoughts
shine in their pitch black light.

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20 MAR 2019 AT 13:23












































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7 MAR 2018 AT 12:23

Wait, wait for a little while
I'll tell you how you made me smile,
in my crestfallen moments, when I
sequestered myself, into some illusive
neverland, excruciating as hell.

Wait, wait for a little while
I want to apprise how miserably my
eyes seek yours, wherever they maunder;
how, in my prosaic life, you add flavors of
authenticity and neoteric ebullience.

Wait, wait for a little while
I am not used to exist without you.
My own soul refuses to linger in the frame
which won't, anymore, savour the titillating
tingling temptations of your touch.

Wait till darkness completely consumes,
the stock of dawn, from my life, for good,
while I drowse tranquilly in your angelic arms.

Wait, just wait for that while...

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21 JAN 2018 AT 21:41

January 21, 2k18

As the mist inspissates,
bedimming the vision around,
my hope for you becomes
amorphous and vague.
As the clouds grow tenebrous,
so does the welkin of my heart
with your tortorous absence.
And as the day shrivels,
deprived of light, so does my life,
provoking prolonged obscurity,
without you in it.
Winter's a de trop season
for forlorns like me,
foolishly awaiting the dawn
of utopian wonder.

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