You're a dream between coffee
and a nightmare while asleep!
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I am choked of breaths.
Oblivious of the way I breathe,
I Slow down to calm myself.
Puff, a breath inside.
Wait, the longest seconds of life.
Strikes and strikes and strikes,
the clock, ticking a bit late today.
Don't know why?
Gasping for air,
Steadily,
I breathe in one more time
And still counting the countless
breaths I gasp in
and finally
Puff another.
With irresistible ways to
not panic, I fear death
countless number of times
Whenever I breathe in.
And breathe out a little life
in dismay to death
not coming up this time,
too. Wheezing against the silence
I hit anxiety again and this is how
I breathe without you,
Air.-
The smell of your dripping
ink in my diffused tears
exhales the marsh poetry of
methane land to fuse my words
in woods of Mars.
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"Hello..Hello.. Anam..Anam " yes I did not answer,I wanted to hear "Anam" for once more. It was getting restless may be because of the feelings I store. He asked me the reason for my breathlessness ...I paused for a while and analysed; "oh....the reason is you.." I know the sentence was never voiced. Half or an hour latter, I realised...how my smile doubled in size. But it was within no time....i had to ask my heart to be strong , my soul wispered....Anam, don't again be so wrong.But I had to say a lie .....Goodbye Goodbye!
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*The Primitives*
Somewhere in the mid 2050s, a city was created. A city of Primitives.
People who were worn out of pollution, ambition, technology and breathlessness, went there to live, without light once more.
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There are some people who even
want to decide the amount
of oxygen we will inhale.-
When you came into my life,
I realised the meaning of
breathlessness....
I realised the meaning of
Butterflies in the stomach...-
At times slumber seems terrifying.
As each night passes.
A wheezing sound is being generated.
Along with my stuffy nose,
Making it hard to breathe.
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