We are the ones who choose to stay

On a rainy day through the glass pane
We can see the street lights
We are the ones who choose to curtain them

On some random disturbing summer nights
when you were forced to see thing you never wanted
We are ones who choose to torture these pearl like eyes

On a chilly winter Eve when your scars were scratched
With knife, with views, with unnoticed tears, with deceitful love.

Darkness is not an excuse
We are the ones who choose to stay

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Was the tip of your right hand thumb not allowing you to click the answer button.

Or was the wind revolting slogans against me.

Was it the cosmic ray of neighbouring galaxy that refracted your affection.

Or your horoscope that day said to allow a different person.

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If writing was as easy

Like the blinking of eye
Like a subtle kiss goodbye.

Like breathing while in slumber
Or getting a stranger's number.

Like two plus two makes four
Or the girl you most adore.

Like the hand moves around the clock
Like there is no "writer's block".

If it was as easy
Then every word I'd squeeze it out,
And like a wizard's spell
Every day,of every poem,
To the world I'd tell

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I dont want to be the other half of your soul

I want to be the one who reminds you that you're already whole

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Getting intoxicated is just way of escaping the reality

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She said she hates hurting him
And then she stabbed
He said he's not in pain
While he bled

You're loving too much
Look where this led

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The place that I built for you
Keeping in mind the dimensions you liked,
The curves you mentioned ,
The textures we decided

Now you've left
Leaving behind unorganised memories , tangled vertices and an incomplete sonnet

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Cheekh kar dard bataun
To mazak ban jaun ,
Behtar hain ro lu khud hi
Aur raakh ban jaun .

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Now I have started escaping the things
Same things that cherished me once
No it's not I don't like them anymore
It's just they would make me remind of us
Just like my writeups that I used to ink for you
Now I ink about you
That's what scares me the most
Our memories

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make us believe that dreams aren't worth letting go in the mornings
Instead they brand lanes for you to discover your desires

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