Don't love me please,
Promise me you won't,
Coz the last time I fell in this trap,
Was the time I was hopelessly hurt,
Don't care for me please,
Promise me you won't,
Coz it hurts when you show someone else the same concern,
Don't dream or think about me,
Promise me you won't,
Coz it really breaks my heart,
When you leave me for forever alone,
I am better this way,
At peace in solitude,
I don't want to fall hopelessly with you
In a delirious all consuming void.

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Delirium— % &A sorry face sunset
creeps into my windowpanes
knocking like a feather.
I look up with my pale eyes
with a glint fading at its eyebrows
my gut kicking like a fever.
No, no, no, not again!
I push my eyes wide open
speaking in my loudest silence!
but the sunset hangs low
unlike a feather or like one
that has seen too much flood.
My fever sits right on its head
hotter than the sun
unsettling its routine.
I look for a vaccine
but I recall am the virus now
One of us has to go.
So I close my eyes
and hope the night
will set it free. — % &

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And you thought door was
the only option to open up,
here I go through window panes,
isn't this called selfless love ?

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Delirium
(poem in caption)

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Hey wait, Is that a black hole I am seeing in your retina?

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Oh! This delirium!
Halfway in, halfway out,
inside my head,
staggering through my thoughts,
I'm a stumbling mess.
Oh! This delirium!
like a fevered patient,
a moment asleep,
in another awake,
or rather a dazed drunkenness.
Oh! This delirium!
Sometimes in, sometimes out,
sometimes lost in dreaming,
sometimes incoherently blubbering,
unless under exhaustion I'm pressed.
Oh! This delirium!
Wonder why I enjoy this lack of rest!

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//Delirium //
Am I there, somewhere
in his heart,
or did he kick me
out of his heart
or did I never invade his
heart.
Should I end,
dreaming about him
Is it a comma or fullstop.
Why the glaciers in
him haven't melt yet ?

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Walking down the aisle of solitude,
I craved for happiness.
Essence of belonging, I wished for.
So I believed it,
And misconstrued
Delirium for the reality.

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Freedom
Is not to fight against the custom,
The accepted system,
To follow your own medium,
To do anything random,
To squander your income,
To overcome
Your delirium,
And descend to the bottom.

Freedom
Is to welcome
Your judicious wisdom
And to become
A man of quantum.

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