We broke up and I became a Selenophile
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Excess leads to leftovers.
be it food or feelings,
you can't feed beyond a point,
it'll make you sick.
now watch it all stale away,
turning toxic.-
I wake up
to the leftovers
of yesterday's demons,
their aftertaste
pointing to another day
of black beginnings.
A mellow yellow would be
a welcome change.
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ये ज़रूरी नहीं के गुज़रे वक़्त का मलाल किया जाए
जो नहीं मिला उसे ख़्वाब में जिया जाए
अधीर हो जाता है मन सोचते सोचते
क्यूं न जो चला गया उसे जाने दिया जाए-
We cooked our dreams together,
with sugar, spices, and a dash of hope.
Now, why do I get the feeling
that I'll be served the leftovers tomorrow?
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Leftovers of our love
is all over the place
when I'm hungry of love
I nibble on the remains-
Leftover are the traces
of her presence
I remember how perplexed
she was while making
a decision of straying away
My heart is receptacle
holding her mementos
the only leftovers of
her shadow fading away
My love for her
extant and immortal
waiting for her to come
and fill my receptacle
once again with her presence ♥-