can I paint you
on my tea cup set
that has two mugs.
no, I'll not remember you.
I will, well, not forget you
in my life with others

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Sweet kisses
and spicy conversations,
eyes that talked
with naughty connotations,
over the years
stealthily condense
into a bland relationship,
brimming the overrated cup of life
like cosmetic froth
over a bitter cup of coffee.

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Her eyes, full of vibrant hues
Like the shades in a rainbow.

Her life, as bland as the white sky.

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Without the deep thinkers ,
Life would be bland and boring ...

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Love is that sip
of green tea
that soothes you
and leaves you
asking for taste,
but, you're left
with blandness.

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When you have cried too much,
it hardens you up.
Somewhere deep inside
the tears dry up
leaving just dry salt
and out of that salt
rises the new you.
Salt that can enhance
or ruin
the taste of everything
for anyone.
Now you give yourself
in limited amounts
or none at all.
Unsavoury, bland, tasteless.

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Happiness is that pinch of salt
I give myself
When every thing
around me is bland

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I will wait for you
with skeletons of memories filling my hands
with eyes flipping through bittersweet chapters
until drops of tears burns you to ashes and your
name turns bland on the tip of my tongue

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Just as food tastes bland
without spices.
Similarly life is meaningless
without positivity.

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Will you be the soy sauce to my stir-fry noodles, making the veggies different events of life?

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