MY KING:-

Whirling in his charm
I crave owning a tiara
ornamented with his love.

No matter what he is,
but a king throning on my heart.

©Spriha Kant

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A Betrayer:-

Shedding tears and laughing in her memories is a movie watched on the loop by me.

The story of granny about the deceased shining as a star is the force driving me into asking all-stars the reason for her deviation from the path of her promise of never leaving me alone.

Silences are her replies if she really exists in any of the stars.
Silhouettes of dark circles under my eyes are waiting for her reply.

Her betrayal is a fire and I'm its victim.

©Spriha Kant

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After tasting her honeyed-skin
He purged her like
a bread with fungus is
thrown in the dustbin.

©Spriha Kant— % &

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Hatred is one of the side effects of jealousy.

©Spriha Kant

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The Seashell :-

As I stepped into the sea waves ,
I got drifted into our friendship and no longer remembered about going back to the sea shore.

The moment you held my hand in your hand amidst the sea my fear of sinking under it wiped out like that of sand houses on the sea shore under the violent waves and I bathed in your pearly love , my seashell.

Swim with me till those stream lines where there's no trace of the sea shore and I will submerge and breath in them with you as a mermaid till eternity.

©Spriha Kant

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I never aspired to be owed by
anyone.Nor did I granted the right
to anyone to own me.

© Spriha Kant

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To burn like an ember is of no
worth till one doesn't glow like an
ember.

© Spriha Kant

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I have got something in my pocket
It is the flower
that you gave
me as a sign
of our love
Now withered though
But its
fragrance
still
linger
in my
palms

©Spriha Kant— % &

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When fear flutters me I close my heart's shutter for preventing its entry inside me.
© SPRIHA KANT

© SPRIHA KANT

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After falling for you,
love became mere poetry for me
which for an unusually long time
was fascinating me with its
utopian world.

©Spriha Kant

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