26.04.2021
Never felt your presence in your absence.
Never had the slightest sight.
Never had the warm hug from the back,
Never had the surprises that i envisaged in head.
Never had i seen the excitement i was expecting,
Never had i really been felt "prized".
For all the little yearns, yearning can only be possibly bestow upon,
When the other is in the mood of grant.
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Riddance
Will i ever get out of this captivity?
Caged feelings of unfreedom?
To taste what it tastes like,
To be a free bird?
In this world of worldliness
I'm just a living body,
With a soul, where it never fits.
Lures me to wondrous,
Where i can't get hold of.
Will i ever?
To those vast stretches,
I've been never in a moment.
How would i know?
If this is not life,
Then what it is?
To be stuck in the same space?
Thriving for unprecedented
Has just become a presume.
How would i know,
What my skin wants?
The heart wants what it wants.
But will i be able to consumate?
If you don't allow me to.-
I wish i could write..
I could write you more.
Until these blank pages starts feeling less empty, similar to my hollowness within and without.
But why is it,
I run out of words to express my inexpressible?
Or is it me, unfathomable?-
Like the Moon and the Stars
They say..
So close and convenient,
From a distance.
But wouldn't perceive
The intangible differences
We're subjected to.
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It is sickening to see,
how i am turning out to be.
And maybe this time,
I need you more-
than you need me.
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I doth mention thou now in words, sentences and phrases of my blank pages.
Instead of mentioning it to thee,
heart-to-heart.
What an utter hesitate!
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All she could do is..
See him "heart reacting" someone else.
All she could do is..
See him drifting away slowly.
As for now she knows..
He is no more her's to be called.
For his heart, bears a picture
Of someone else he secretly falls for.-
As i lay down...
As i lay down,
with my head on pillow.
I keep my cellphone aside
But much at a small distance.
I shut my eyes
So as..
To get rid of thoughts,
Thoughts of you and everything
In between.
My eyes tremble with tears
Emerging to flow,
Down the cheeks 'cause
They have known,
Sleep is not going to happen
At ease.
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She still has the songs that
he sent her once,
No courage to listen,
No courage to delete.-
It did rain today...
Because by now it knows
that a pluviophile's eyes too
Are shedding tears.
In order to accompany for the regret of loss
which can't be undo, for the rest of its life.
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