You gave
My heart nothing,
But scars.
Which remind me
Of you.

I, like an athlete
Wear these scars
As my Souvenirs.

/Keepsakes//

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We gather keepsakes
And scars too,
Keepsakes get destroyed
Scars never go.

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All I asked
was a silent goodbye,
a clean white page,
to leave intentionally blank.

Wounds of love are keepsakes;
they keep visiting you back,
colouring the blacks with RED,
the left over white.

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Today, went through the
pages of the diary & found the
keepsakes of some
heartfelt memories that
burst me into tears...

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We don't necessarily
initiate our conversation with a Hi!
or finish it with a Bye!
We don't need to complete sentences
for it to make sense!
Exchange of few simple words
And two lighter hearts at different ends!
Rare to find in this meaner getting world
But if you do meet an exception,
Treasure them & Treat them well
'coz they will be your only keepsakes my friend!

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I adorn my outer-man with meaningful keepsakes, thus reminding my inner-man, that which is familiar is not that far-away.

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autumn is here to stay...

the autumn is here
shall be with me forever
in the colours of the leaves
that the branch chucks away
the leaves that lie scattered 
on the browning grass
the same that i collect 
every morning
for keepsakes
for they carry the love of days past
a part of the life lived
soaked in the all the colours 
of a romantic spring
still ignited 
like the fiery summery passions
they carry my heart
and yours too
with all our love within
as we call out to each other
and hear our names
in their warm papery rustles
writing a lyrical epic 
on the cold winter's chest 
©®Madhumita

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The night constructs lustrous indoctrinations in somnolence or naps, as the snow drifts around many trees at vesper. It is like God's miscellaneous keepsakes that are being shared. People come together in the exchange and felicitation of cheerfulness, fun, and smiles, lovingly subduing their requests; every room is decorated. Someone is going to buy a dress, diamonds, silver, and gold jewelry, along with elegant clothing and various fragrances of perfume; it's time for lots of selfies. The celebration of joy about to mark Santa's arrival at home will be signified by ringing the bell amidst a spread of treats, without any paradox, accompanied by entertainment. "There is noise, cacophony, and the screams of joy in the moonlight, with many balloons, as well as the preparation of pancakes, chocolates, and desserts with a taste for love." It is the day of extravagant holidays of sustainable practice.

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