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May 21, 2017
 

Insomnia shook hands with me. The bruised, pale, old hands. The hands of agony. It lead the way to the balcony as it held my hand and a cup of black coffee rested in the other.
Under the moonlit sky, it just left me, until I realised I had a shadow in the dark as well! That shadow was insomnia. Staring right back at me, piercing through the skin that covered me, into a hollow body and talking to my soul. The sound reverberated and shook the delicate tissues of my heart to make me anxious. I was just a mannequin, a muppet.
My hazel eyes were blithering now as the stars and the might moon tried finding a way through the dilated pupils to lighten up my soul. Unfortunately, they failed. But I h...

ANGEL BREATHING
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May 19, 2017
 

Love and memories are like stories. Short stories. Every word, a part of an aesthetic poem that pierces through the thin layer of wounded skin, covering the nutshell you've built around your very own self.
Stories that are monotonous, that reside inside you, every word of the poem you know by heart, as if it's a tattoo inscribed by the ink of love in the delicate tissues of your heart but still love it so much that keep you reading it over and over again. A perpetual cycle that has edges which bleed but you still can't break.
Stuck in the labyrinth of complexities, we usually tend to miss the roots or rather​ forget them altogether. Just like heartbreak makes you forget what love feels like. ...

ANGEL OF PASSION
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May 18, 2017
 

Your memory looks so like you.
Your memory is a world in itself, a world of unrequited love. A world of incomplete stories. Of shattered hearts and dreams.
A world that requires no breaths, no skies but just a visit to elate you.
Where the birds happily flap their wings to kiss the moon, even when it hides behind an eclipse, distancing itself from love.

Your words feel so like you. The soft touches of those words on my heart.
I long to lose myself in this world where the drought hit skins are flooded with my tears. A world where I still send you messages, just by a wandering pigeon this time. Every word that's saved from being burnt by the scorching heat of the sun but still kissing the clo...

THE LITTLE PRINCE
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May 10, 2017
 

He walked through the silent, empty corridors, scared to even see his own shadows, for he had led a life of emptiness with loneliness greeting him and hugging him tight every moment. He wasn't just lonely, he was alone too!

The sun was setting and he felt relieved, the blood finally rushing into his veins. His heart, created chaos in a soul trapped in his skin. The sound of the heartbeats that were unfelt was still audible in his ears that hadn't heard a word, a melody, since seasons. Since ages. For he could never garner enough words to do justice with all the thoughts that drenched his empty mind and isolated heart.

A life of isolation was what he was acquainted to, abandoned by the brok...

TIRED EYES
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May 9, 2017
 

I wrung out my heart,
To push you out of it.
The blood of love
Tasted like your chapped lips.
The soft touch,
The redness in the color.
Your fragrance surrounded me,
The blood smelled of you.
As it flew, and carved it's path
To find a way, and achieve solace in you.

I kneaded out my heart
As it screamed in torment,
The faint voices
Searched for words.
To reside in hearts,
That would be broken before scrunched.

A heart mangled again,
A million pieces lay crumpled.
The sight of which,
Unseen, unfelt, unheard.
In the silent sobs,
The translucent tears,
Disappearing as they ran
Through red cheeks,
And wrinkled skins.

Red, they say, is the color of love,
Red, I saw, was the color of pain, an...

BHAVYA SINHA
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May 8, 2017
 

I look up at the empty, dark sky filled with nothingness in an attempt to stargaze as my sight fell at a tiny star and for a moment the curvature of the huge yet tiny planet that I inhibited, ceased to exist. The radiance of the star that stared at me and looked right through me was surreal. For a moment, the distance didn't matter, for a moment, everything around just vanished. And for an eternal moment it was just the two of us. The star and me. Under a moonlit sky. Sharing our silene, communicating in silence.

Science says when two people stare at each other right in the eye, their heartbeats get synchronised. And well that's exactly what happened when my heratbeats matched their foots...

DARK NIGHT
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May 6, 2017
 

We were two people.
Walking on the same path.
But heading towards two different destinations.
Ways couldn't be parted and I reached my destination.
Little did I know, you were my eternal point.
Not ready to provide me with a safe haven.

TIRED EYES
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May 6, 2017
 

He was an optimist,
And turned into an introvert.
He was a realist,
He never showed he was hurt.
They said ‘Life is a straight road’
But his life took many sharp turns.
He recalled the moments,
And his heart used to burn.
He was shattered,
Broken into pieces,
It was all that mattered,
And when it was gone,
His life seized…
He swam in the ocean of worries,
He was torn,
When he hurried.
He had a void inside,
Craving to be filled,
His feelings he used to hide,
The feeling of introvism was instilled.
No-one accompanied him when he smiled,
No-one consoled him when he cried.
No-one hugged him when he was tense,
He thought his past was better
Than his present…
He lived in the dark,
Light of hope wa...

ANGEL OF AMOR
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April 30, 2017
 

__________________________
       "Let me write : Poetry"
__________________________

Let me write you
With an ink of Love

      Let me fire up
      Your desires underneath

For you are now impassive
A book never scribbled

       Let me scrawl it
       With full of zest

Let me love you
Like the valleyed sun

        Let the ray shred the cloud
        Pinning down your emotions

For you are the ocean, having
millions of sumptuous thoughts
        
         Where the vehemence exists
         Let it defeat your nemesis

Let me traverse every page
Every inch of it

         Let me adorn the corners
         And appraise the beauty of it

Once you are written
The readers will be perplex...

PLAYTIME
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April 26, 2017
 

        In the tiny raindrops I reside,
        Kissing you gently every rain.
              I slowly become saline,
         Achieving solace in the ocean
                   Of our memories.
                     A saline droplet
                 Lost in our thoughts.

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DREAMS
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April 26, 2017
Carolina, Puerto Rico

STRANGE THINGS

I don't know how do you did it but those brown eyes had bewitched my soul and it feels so good and so wrong to want you the way I do. My mind cannot stop fantasizing, and for so long I haven't felt this way and there you are awaking those feelings that I had tried to bury into the depths of my soul. What kind of creature you are? What a chaotic coincidence put you in my way? I wait for you in the other side, and the only thing you need to do is jump because I already did it for you.

Just playing the waiting game.

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IT'S OUR SECRET
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April 17, 2017
 

Listen to the roars of the mighty clouds
I'm a warrior of life
Listen to those droplets carrying the messages
As I speak of mine,
'The manual of warrior of light.'

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ROBIN WILLIAMS MURAL
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April 15, 2017
Chandigarh, India

From a star of a breath
To a constellation of lives.
Getting too close
To never letting go
Creating memories,
To living those memories.
Giving hearts, loving.
To breaking hearts, and being broken.
Walking into her arms
To walking away from her.
Loving her at first sight
To never wanting to see her again.
From an acquaintance,
To never knowing each other.
From the closest of friends,
To being strangers, all over again.
From a moment with your thoughts
To an eternity of loneliness.
From the closeness of our hearts
To the endless, infinite distance between our souls.
I contemplate life.
I wasn't alone, but yes, I was lonely.

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JOHN LENNON
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April 15, 2017
Chandigarh, India

There she was. Standing in front of me, running towards me like a hurricane approaches a home devoid of life to envelope me as she hugged me tight. The tightest I'd ever witnessed a human exerting a force on the other half. It wasn't sensual but soothing, calming in all the ways a life could describe. And she bled. She bled furiously. Bled of love, of care, of all the times we'd missed out on. She bled passionately without any pain, any care for  she had found a haven, a safehouse in me. She was the storm that shook me forever. And in her blood, I found the rarest of solace to breath my last. In her touch I found a universe I wanted to lose myself in.

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HERO MASK
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April 15, 2017
 

Unaware of his love for her, she talked to him from dusk to dawn. "Goodbye." , he said once before hanging up.
" Dont ever say goobye, we say that when we know we're never ever going to meet again, to be together again or drown in each other's melancholic voice again."

Years later, as she came to see him with her husband as he lay on his deathbed, in cancer's embrace, she finally said Goodbye.
"Don't ever say Goodbye. we say it when we know we're never going to meet again. I always wanted to tell you, I love you but I never could. I love you. Amd we'll meet again , someday. In another birth. To be together and never be parted. Someday, never. I love you." Were the last words he said before h...

ANGEL OF AMOR
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April 15, 2017
 

Have a little faith✓

Everyone is not born to win.
Some rise from ashes,
Some turn into ashes,
I have a story to write,
Until my tale is told again.

~Snigdha©

HAPPY EASTER
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April 12, 2017
San Juan, Puerto Rico

Troubled

A little girl, fragile
Big eyes and long lashes
Lips full of expression
Long charcoal hair
Young Hope

A little girl,  sinking
Decaying hands touch her
Poison smoking at her ear
Her eyes show no life
But she screamed...

A little girl, fearful
Paraziled by memories
Through her eyes you can read her story Her stare showed no trust
Infancy, fading, only a blur

A little girl, alone
Mommy why does the old man touch me
Mommy replies that is her fault
She submerges in herself
Little girl trust no more

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RESPECT
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April 12, 2017
 

The inevitable ending

There are no words to describe what I feel, no sounds,
no human touch that
would be able to comfort this suffering.
There are no more heroes who can
put the needs of the weak
before themselves.
There is no battle that really culminates
There is no war that can lead us to
peace.
But the worst of it all
There is no way
of saving this relationship.
I could not change the words
that come out of my voice;
while I'm crying,
while I'm thinking
that you will not understand me.
You will call me tomorrow
And I will tell you
that I will not be with you anymore.
Today was the pain that
my heart has called,
awakening the reason to speak
and leave it all free.
Our memories are an
...

SPIRAL GALAXY
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April 10, 2017
 

Amidst all the chaos,
Sat a human.
Different from others,
Gifting words to unexplainable thoughts.
A writer sat in the lonely streets,
Penning down the miseries.
With emotions flowing on the pale yellow pages
Sat a human
Different from others.
Writing down the tale
Of a withering house
That once blossomed with happiness.
Still lay under a moonlit sky
In the warmth of a million stars
Surrounded by the silence of the hills
With the loneliness that hovered around
Before enveloping it,
In the lap of a dozen souls.
Each inhabitant had tales to be told
Seen by the old, ageing walls.
Each soul shattering
With different intensities.
Each human burying
Under different atrocities.
With eyes that wept
...

TIRED EYES
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April 5, 2017
Carolina, Puerto Rico

AN ENDLESS ENCOUNTER

I remember that day,
when we finally met.
Everything was going in
slow motion,
in the middle of the desert.
Under the brightening sky,
and the Luminous sand.
I was walking to you while you were
walking to me.
Our souls were dancing a song that only our hearts can hear.
I know you since the beginning
from millions of years ago.
When we were one.  
And finally we reached each other.
Our eyes where looking for
our inner fire.
Seeing you here,
standing before me.
Is this a dream?
Your such a mystery.
So gentle,
With the softness of your voice.
So dangerous,
With the sting in your look.
The stars were waiting for this moment.
I felt as the Earth stood still for u...

MYSTERIOUS PASSION
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