In silence, I learned
to tame a heart that soared
higher than her thoughts.

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My wounds
breed flowers,
in places
where our love
once bloomed.

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I’m drowning in poetry —
or is it a poor translation
of words, I was never taught?
Are these thoughts or emotions
or only words, darkening my blood?
My voice feels choked.
My soul, deeply distraught.

All I want is to thrive —
but I can barely survive.
It’s suffocating. The air too thick
for my dried-out ink.

My heart spills with what’s mine — not yours:
words, lines, hues and vines —
tangled around a hollowed soul.
I fight. I hide.
But the hold is too tight.
I shout. I sigh.
But help isn't in sight.

My world falls apart.
My screams go unheard.
I’m left in a pile of my own shadowed worth —
Or maybe, my unspoken words.
I’m uncertain again.
Unheard. Unhealed. Unraveled.
What did I come here seeking?
I can't remember — but I try.
“Failure,” taunts my mind
in echoes of people
I once begged for love,
and yet forgot to unlove.
I’m drowning in poetry again —
or is it my soul, decaying
in a charade of translation?

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Was it love or a lie,
lost in the blink of an eye?
Warm hearts and cold hands,
tired souls from barren lands.
Parched for love, hungry for dreams.
Remarkably similar yet different at the seams.
Like fire and air, they danced and dared.
Until they succumbed to the shackles of fear.
Abandoned promises, forgotten stories.
Innocence lost in pride and glories.
A whisper stained the pages of time,
with stolen kisses, and half goodbyes.

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not because I forgot or
I missed the date or
perhaps, my battery ran out
and I couldn't call or
because you were too
old for a gift or too
faraway for a hug,
but because my
marred down, battered soul
whispered and begged,
pleading me to stay away,
to finally let you go,
no matter how hard,
how excruciating, how smothering,
and this time, just this time,
for once, I decided
to listen to her pleas.

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crave your arms, your touch,
your breath, your smell
but then I remember
that they belong to someone else now;
And no matter how much
my heart yearns for them
they will never be mine again.
So, I take comfort in the arms
of my broken heart
and a parched soul
that barely holds us together.

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Amidst the shining lights of the tallest skyscrapers,
we fell in love. In the darkest alleys of our imprudent hearts,
we found each other, cladded only in love,
stripped off of worldly inhibitions,
existing only in places, where your lips desired my heart.

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I fell in love with you
not because
I was lonely or lost.
I fell in love with you
because when your lips
grazed my skin, I forgot
where you ended
and I began.

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Life— a satirical parody,
lost in words,
yet saved in memory.

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the questions your words never gave away
yet your eyes burnt my heart with.

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