Human i am ; immortal
And so also my troubles
Feelings and emotions, affixed to soul
Are the protagonist, plays important role
confined in lacuna of heart, delicate as bubble
So not to get shatter, they are in hustle

The eternal stretched sky and silent night
Shelters the gleaming stars, bright
It's belief of mine, they weaved our story
All are written, thou, me, we and our glory
So thou read me and I do the same,
And engrave within us, each others name

This how our life and destinies will coincide
Hope this delusion of mine be alive until I decide

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You came in my heart..
You stayed...
You left....
Now there is a Lacuna
filled with your sweet and sour memories
which is my favourite place to visit.

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My eyes wandered about the dictionary..
to EXPLORE a word describing my SIS..
----------------BUT-------------------
My eyes started paining,,,,, dictionary seemed too small...
And the word remained UNEXPLORED

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// Lacuna

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Some of her daily life stories
and I tell her mine..
With these give and take of experience
..we grow together

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Talking about man-woman relationships doesn't mean talking about physicality, that is just a small part of it.
It is a shame that most mature men don't even have the slightest idea what they should discuss when they are discussing a relationship with a woman. Some men talk about family, career, achievements; some will flirt, others will jump to sex; but nobody, nobody knows what an actual relationship talk look like.
Shameful and disappointing.

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Lacuna

It happens not just once but many a wild times
A lacuna creeps in thoughts with password unflashed
Unable then to rhyme a scheme; the mind resigns
Twisting turning the words fall into maze trashed

The malicious me inside tosses around all pranks
Anxious to gain access to the password hash
But Medussa Wfuzz Brutus OphCrack COphtCrack..
All tools refuse to give way for password crash

The best way then is to put all words to rest
And give the mind a little time to think afresh
The lacuna will silently fade losing its tart and zest
The lines will rhyme with words leaving their creche

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There is something amiss between
you and me
A lacuna which cannot be filled
An empty space which can
never be occupied
No matter how hard we try
To build a bridge between us
Or to mend the gap
The space cannot be filled up
As it never was
And never will be your wish....

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"LACUNA"


Feel it to fill it.....

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