The barbs
of life
that sliver,
unpeel me,
layer by
unfulfilled layer,
until naked
becomes the norm.

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The sharp edge
of a blunt word
births unbanked bleeds
that feed
the ocean of discontent.



The castle
of our union,
now lies vulnerable,
moated by the
memory infested waters
of yesterday's barbs.

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Barbs,
that's where
the concept
of acid rain
originated.

Resentful clouds
are everywhere.

Placid waters
are deceptive.

Today's ripples,
tomorrow's typhoons.

Pay attention
to the signs.

You're all alone.

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Our last verbal interaction, was a unhindered barter of barbs; now we both sulk in a caustic silence, and watch the tumour grow.

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Pain that I feel, from a knife of stainless steel; pales in comparison, to wounds from your barbs; tongue corrodes my internals, knife slices through clean, one leaves serrated bleeds, other compassionately, does not rust.

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जिंदगी में बहुत कांटे हैं साहब..
कुछ खुद पनप जाते हैं,
तो कुछ लोगों के बिछाए हुए हैं..

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Love used to feed us, now we survive on barbs, sharp, caustic, force fed darts, slivering up our insides, into stygian confetti, that showers upon us, like acid rain.

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It was a bitter uncoupling,
demands & barbs traded,
showcasing lives jaded,
now she walks differently,
identity reconstructed,
with the swag of freedom.

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The venom from your barbs
seeps in stealthily,
killing me silently,
just like your silence.

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