This ink of my voice that slips through my tips, cautious, not to disturb my prints;
wrote to me,
'Yours is yet another font.'

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A forever I keep Living

I see you in every detail of nature,
in the breath of the earth, in the silence of the universe—
and if there is something beyond the universe,
I have seen you even there.

I see you in the silver hush of the moon,
when it spills its light across my window,
reminding me of the glow
you once left inside my chest.

I see you in the falling leaves of autumn,
each departure aching like your absence,
yet carrying a beauty
that only loss can teach.

I see you in the storm, in the rain,
in the crack of thunder that startles the sky,
because love, even when broken,
never loses its voice.

And if there is something beyond the universe,
it must be the eternal echo of you—
a shadow carved into my soul,
a light I cannot unsee,
a forever I keep living.

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DANCING THREATS

In the extreme dark of night, a girl walking slowly & slowly , the knocking of her heels against the tar echoing in the essence of the air as an unusual silence just like the quietness before the storm, an unsended invitation to the lustees hiding right somewhere looking for the best moment to do their work. The very next moment she felt an anonymous hand touching her shoulder , the shrick of fear remained inside seeing the life threatening arms, the night is dark but the sun is more bright , the unlistened scream is not bounded anymore but is not there in the vocal anymore
& they, who the so called society is still there to deepen the scars of fear with their sarcastic ironical mentions of going out alone in the dark.
Is there someone to lighten the pain, to lighten up the burden of mishappening
, Ya say this impotent society ,
Is this for real , Oh come'n are you human for real?

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