I remember how I touched
the sharp end of your beard
and didn't flinch.

Because a beard is just a beard.

Not a foreshadow.
Your body is not a book.

I touched the sharp end of your beard
and I remember
not flinching.

Because it didn't stand for anything else.

Not a series of cuts on my chest.
You are not a pocketknife.

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मेरा दिल था गीली मिट्टी सा
वो हर दर्द उकेरता चला गया
सादी सी थी ज़िन्दगी मेरी
बेमानी कलम फेरता चला गया

सारी रातों में मेरे ख़्वाब थे
मैं रोता हुआ, हर रंग बिखेरता चला गया
मेरी आरज़ू की आवाज़ कुछ ऊँची थी
दौड़ती सी ज़िन्दगी में ठहरता चला गया

मैं रूहानी था, मेरा जिस्म भी
मेरा हर लहजा, तिलिस्म भी
मेरी सारी आदतें सवाली सी थीं
मेरी रुबाइयाँ बदहाली सी थीं

मेरा ज़माना जो चला गया
मैं शायद अब लौट न आ पाऊँ
मेरी पराये जो रूठ गए हैं
मैं शायद अब चोट न खा पाऊँ

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Limerence

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I am a limerence in disguise
Who desires to infatuate in
the ghastly appearances of
each and every other elation.

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Do you want someone to be more than anyone else with you?
And you feel insomniac with this...
Yeah ! you are in state of Limerence

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He is the limerence
lyrics to the rhapsody
playing all her deepest
darkest desires...
She likes to read his
scifi erotic love letters
written for her in
Madness of love..
Not the one
apocraphaltic dystopian
She's infatuated..too

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do you think i'll bring back

the nights i giggled into pillows as your smile crawled over my closed lids,

the mornings when you held inspiration at the edge of your stares,

the Time Zone where you were my Sun, where i revolved around you, and

everything about me revolved around you, as you clutched Time and rolled with it,

unaware of how my Heart Beats sync to the seconds hand of your clock?

do you think i'll bring back

the Time when you made my stomach breed butterflies and my senses numb?

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The glimmer of your charming smile
A one overloaded with slaughtered emotions
You look weary when you smile
You look merrier when you're gray !

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Limerence, they said.
Love, I urged.

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//Stories of Limerence//

Drunk in limerence,
she wished for him to understand
the inconspicuous message
she wished to convey
everytime their eyes met
and their hands touched.
Lo, that wasn't so...
It was only her intoxication
playing it's limerent tune!

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