Trail of unfinished thoughts, midnight paranoia and insomniac eyes.

Everything becomes meaningless when monsoon rain is too stubborn to let go. Why should she as it's her hour to startle humanity with tapestries of lightning on the clouds and mortifying thunder?

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Everything boils down to a person who can make amends with our most vexing habits.

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If...

If you could live in my poetry
I would guard your gentle heart
With the lyrics of love
And preserve your essence
In immortal verse.

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Say aye,
If I ever opened my heart to you over a cup of tea.
Schooled you about what makes or breaks bonds
And how we are supposed to hide scars.

Say aye,
If I ever looked you in the eye
To mend our strained pact of friendship
And pretended as if nothing could ever upset me.

Say aye
If you forgot to check on me after giving me a hard time
Devoured your guilt with plates of junk
And a drink of liquid ignorance.

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When artists die nation weeps.

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The only people who truly care
for you are the ones with whom
you are either related by blood
or by heart.

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Peeking into a mirror
And seeing all my ghastly nightmares
Reflecting through my eyes,
Ready to get out
And eat me
Alive.

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"It is never easy to love the people who have darkness within!"


"It is when you live by the light of faith."

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You are meant to be with someone who is turned on by midsummer rain.

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My poems are paintings
I paint with words
Strokes are metaphors
Tints are allusions.
I confide in those who care to turn around
after smelling madness of love.

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