Like the gulmohar Paints the lane red,
And sky sings a song,
Like the sound follows the light,
You promised.

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biddy.
Biddy you have done your deed well,
It won't be required to serve them
Once again.
Biddy you have done your part well,
Now sleep tight in your ancestral grave.

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"It"
'Sinking into the pages of ancient book
To catch the resounding miseries
Know and lost,
Drunk and devastated
One climbs up the shore,
You lost everything at what cost?'

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//Sunset
Incongruous words of jar
Your favourite cup with new found scar
Got tossed in bin by the hand that held,
Crumbling down my hope.

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I guess it is finding the solace one wishes to find...

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Gone

So long feels lost
So good seems gone..

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Plastic flowers

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//The sky above us
It was a ghastly wound and finally she chose the medicine...

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And just like that ink flows over the paper,
While bodies burn in between the crossfirings of frugal truths.

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Unsung.
Painting rainbows in broken sky,
My empty jar sees yet another lie
I am your cause of philanthropy
Singing glory just like your trophies
While darkness dreams in threshold.

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