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all night long
my skin stays dipped
in patterns of ache.
the ache that was built
on the night of separation,
that cracked my bones peacefully
and left me terribly broken
in madness and dry tears.
it was difficult to forget
the smeared verses of love
that attached and detached
without any noise
but, only with
a perpetual stain of breathlessness,
a perpetual stain of lifelessness.
it was difficult to unlearn
the art of closeness
that enclosed
my heart between your ribs.
the art of unloving,
the art of unlearning, you.-
in my weaker moments,
i almost pick up the phone
and dial your number but
i never really go through with it.
the last thing i would want from you
would be an unanswered call or worse,
a silent regretful answered one.-
There will always be a million reasons
to forget something
but the only reason to remember
is because it matters.-
Unlearning...
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I was unlearning you.
I found my verses going
w o r d l e s s.
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I know not how to unlearn people
even those who walk out of my life
as and when they wish
leaving me in pieces,
I know not how to unlearn them
for when I bend down
to gather my pieces
I end up collecting
a bit of them too.
I know not how to unlearn people
for every time I learn someone
their fragrance wafts into my senses
becoming my very essence.
-
All our lives we learn to unlearn & then
we forgets what we learnt throughout.
सारा जीवन हम भुला देना सीखते हैं, और
फिर हम भूल जाते हैं कि हमने क्या सीखा।— % &-
"Why is unlearning more difficult than learning?"
"Unlearning isn't really difficult, what's hard is to accept what you began with so much devotion was flawed. The burden of relearning is heavy."-
"I love him.
I love Aayush.
God, I love him.
I love him.
I love him.
I love Aayush.
He's the one.
I just fucking love him.",
exasperated,
she chanted in front of the mirror,
now a part of her morning ritual.
She had heard somewhere that the daily repetition of affirmations makes them come true sooner or later.-