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Kavita Singh

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India
India
Entrepreneur, Content Writer, Poet and Thinker.
November 16, 2017
Indore, India

Love my lips?
Even I want yours, claimed with a wild kiss.
Those crevices and contours of my body
They want to be locked with each brush of your skin with mine
Every part of my being pins for you with unfathomable longing
Rise and take me with you into the sphere of dizzying bliss

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I LOVE WRITING DAY
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November 8, 2017
 

I have missed you
It has been days I touched you
My heart skips a beat seeing your glimpse anywhere
You who would come to me unbidden
Now seem to hesitate coming near
Under that garb of work
You stay distant and aloof
Why do you do this to me?
Oh words! Come to me and let's make a Poetry....

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SYMBOL OF FREEDOM
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October 20, 2017
 

Under the tree with a book in hand
Many dreams get real
That's what stands the test of time
One page at a time.
While the characters leap out and dance
Many stories get unravelled
With the breeze comes a languid peace
Many plots get interesting twists and turn
Each turn of the page begins
An imagination going beyond the real world
The mind knows what this means
Its making life surreal.

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EVALUATE YOUR LIFE DAY
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October 11, 2017
Indore, India

I  wish I  wear the air around you
To surround you
Feel you
And free my tormented longing.
Yet I am flung apart with a distance so far
My dreams have become dreamless
In the wake of an insomniac heart.

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FACE YOUR FEARS
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October 8, 2017
Indore, India

That kiss on my forehead
And all my bitter memories seem to evaporate
Sometimes I wish you were near and here
So that I could listen to your heartbeat
My head on your chest
And all that headache seems to subside
Sometimes I wish I would stay like that for hours
So that I would feel your warmth and security
My hands wrapped around you
And I don't want to let go
Sometimes I wish I were your skin
To be able to wrap you forever.

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RANDOM ACTS OF POETRY - DAY
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October 6, 2017
Indore, India

There's no such thing as one love
There's no such thing as two extremes
There's no such thing as a love triangle ⛛
There's no such thing as four corners of the earth
As far as I know,  I love myself and so do I love him
We may be different but have same dreams
And that love triangle has books in between
About the four corners... Well we are still spinning with love so brimming!

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RANDOM ACTS OF POETRY - DAY
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October 1, 2017
 

One loved her too much,  but not the way she wanted
One she loved too much,  but it wasn't enough
One loved her but never admitted to it and she never demanded.
Three loves she had a choice and yet she wanted to escape.
Escape from what she could never discern in her lifetime.
Till her dying day,  love was never enough and unexplainable.

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INTERNATIONAL COFFEE DAY
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September 30, 2017
Narwar, India

Dussera isn't about knowing the light.  It is about knowing where the darkness is.  
Darkness is just an absence of light.  
A condition.  
Not permanence.
(In tribute to those who think that darkness is unworthy... Bear in mind that you know what it is to be on the other side)

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INTERNATIONAL COFFEE DAY
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September 28, 2017
Indore, India

She was looking out of the store window, drinking her favorite coffee. When out of the blue a man showed up and sat down at her table, looking straight into her eyes.
One would expect her to be surprised, however she held his gaze with a light smile dancing on her lips.  She didn't know him nor knew why he suddenly sat opposite her.  What she did know was she had the power to attract men despite the fact that she was more attracted to her books.  Like the book that she was reading a few minutes ago before her coffee arrived.
The man said nothing,  but his eyes had a language of silent speech.  
They began meeting daily,  not a word ever transpired between them.  A year passed and it was her...

INTERNATIONAL COFFEE DAY
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September 24, 2017
Indore, India

I am burnt and bruised
Time might heal my wound
But what about that gapping hole in my heart?
I am burnt and bruised
I will weave a fence around me
But what about that road of no return that I have taken?
I am burnt and bruised
While all my feelings have been nailed on the stake
I can do nothing but watch
While they get eaten by the moths of night and are ravaged by hate.
Then I  realise
I am burnt and bruised...
And all destruction is by fire of trails
It will turn my feelings to ashes and dreams to dust
But can it really destroy?
Maybe time will tell.  Maybe.

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NATIONAL DIARY DAY
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September 23, 2017
Indore, India

Love may have a different meaning for you
However all I know is "You".
Then why do we no see it together?
You and I different from the multitudes
I can feel that its different with us together.
Not special,  not mountain breaking
But definitely toe curling love it is.
That frisson of your electric touch,
Its different not special... So what does it mean?
Love may have a different meaning for you
However all I know is "You".

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NATIONAL DIARY DAY
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September 21, 2017
Indore, India

She was to nature what he couldn't complete
Those ties and bonds never had any meaning
Yet she persisted in her quest to redeem
That same haunting dreams she dared to dream
Years passed and though those dreams lost power
She knew she hadn't met him yet
Just like being lost in those meadows full of flower
She keeps hoping for him to come not sweeping  her off ground
But just like in the empty meadow of flower
His presence would be enough without being there.

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NATIONAL DIARY DAY
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September 18, 2017
 

She came.  She did.  She wasn't found.
So much can be said about any woman you see around...
Yet she passes away like the fading photographs
Torn and eaten by the termites of time
Her memories all threadbare
and you can't remember her face
Such is the fate of a woman who once took your breath away
Now what remains is a feather weight trace
Of her impact on your feelings
While her body of work left a cosy  castle for you in your wake.

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GREENPEACE DAY
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September 16, 2017
Indore, India

Fireflies live only for few days
That doesn't stop them from illuminating
The light may not be bright
But they definitely illuminate the dark
Such is my light
For no matter how short my stay
I illuminate for myself
Not for you.. Is that clear?

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GREENPEACE DAY
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September 15, 2017
Indore, India

No matter what storms we face
No matter whatever trials we have to undertake
Loving you with all this fate
Doesn't mean i turn onto hate
Knowing life and its stormy spate
I may not say this for peace's sake
Will love you always....
no matter what i have to tolerate.

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GREENPEACE DAY
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September 13, 2017
Indore, India

Your touch set me on fire
If I say it doesn't affect me.. I am a liar
While your thumb circles my jawline
A low moan escapes my lips with the feeling divine
And then your masculine scent throws me off-balance
I say I have to control but I don't want to let go the chance
Why do I lie when I want you so wildly?
Why I mask my desires in return for normalcy?
Some words are left unspoken
.. only to be whispered into the dark night.

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POSITIVE THINKING DAY
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September 12, 2017
Indore, India

Those black bags under her eyes hid her sorrow
Her dodging determination to be self sufficient never wavered
Those hands kept their routines on with the tasks
Those legs kept their affair with the ground 21 hours each day
They all appreciated the way she picked up her life
After the world trade centre collapsed burying her love
Little did they realise
That she had amnesia having witnessed the fall of concrete right before her eyes.

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POSITIVE THINKING DAY
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September 10, 2017
Indore, India

You give him your soul
You give all that you owned
Your time,  your energy,  your efforts
All that he did was regale you to background
Like an old photograph in sepia tone.
When he remembered briefly he saw you
He lighted you with momentary hope and desire
What does he understand about that fire?
He can't know that 'love' never tires.

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ANGEL OF PASSION
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September 8, 2017
Indore, India

It doesn't matter anymore, she gave up.
It doesn't feel anymore, she held herself.
It doesn't hurt anymore,  she bled it all.
It doesn’t concern anymore,  she isn't needed.

It doesn't matter anymore.
It's shredded off its use.
Yes,  the heart that was weaved into him...
Lay stripped bare on the barbed wire of past.
Tattered.
Used.
Beyond redemption.
Unclaimed.

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PARDON DAY
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September 3, 2017
 

Saw those stars ✨?
They are not meant to sparkle for me.
Saw that velvety purple sky?
It is not meant to cloak me.
Feel the air go cool like a dream?
Its is not meant for me to dwell in.
I am just splashing against the water as old as this world
Going towards the shore,
I am just waiting to turn cold with the soil as old as this earth
Then my circumstances won't have bearing...
On my dense heart that is compelled to keep hurting.

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STARS
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September 1, 2017
Indore, India

Dear Kaffeinaholics
Its letter writing day today.  So,  this letter is sent to you in a modern avatar but with the old world charm.  Letters are fun,  putting your thoughts on paper,  hearing the nib scratch with the feverish pitch of our emotions,  the elegance of seeing words formed on paper... Everything is beautiful about writing a letter.
Haven't written a letter since a long time? Try it today.  I bet you will feel good! And yes,  if you want a letter from me... Send me your address,  I will try and send a letter to you.

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FRESH AND FRUITY
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August 30, 2017
 

I want to be that stranger in your dreams
I want to be besides you unseen
I want to be those stars muted yet blinking
I want to be streaming moonbeams seen yet unseen
I want to be that wind tail around you
I want to silently surround you
I want to just be there.
Silent, unseen and bare.  
A nameless,  faceless stranger in your dreams.

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BE ONE
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August 30, 2017
Indore, India

The roots were firm
But sadness never left
How could it?
When the wings were disowned.
The roots were firm
But trust was gone
How could it?
When it was always cloaked in hardships.
The love was firm
But the friendship was gone
How could it?
When the mind wants escape it has to sojourn.
Still,  I say... The roots are firm
After the frost and darkness,  hope percolates.

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ANGEL OF AMOR
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August 29, 2017
 

The wall you built
I hope it crumbles
The mask you wear
I hope it breaks
The stony silence you keep
I hope it echoes endless
The way you dig into work madly
I hope you do same with love
The exterior is just a facade
I hope it unfolds
The storms behind those grim facial lines
I hope they abate into deluge of fate.
The ways of love are not revenged in hate.
I hope you understand it someday.

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MOONWALK LIKE MICHAEL
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August 28, 2017
 

As the ink spread on my fingers
My heart bled for the broken ties
As the nib scratched on the paper
My thoughts were on stratosphere
The letters slowly found their place in drawer
And my yearnings became a silent whisper
It didn't take long to reply
Yet you went quite far meanwhile
Locking the words in the paper,
I tried to close my heart's chapter.

- Kavita Singh

POKA DOT PORTRAIT
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August 25, 2017
Indore, India

You get to build your mind around it.
You get to taste the best of the flavours around it.
You get to experience all the seasons around it.
You get to dwell on all emotions around it.
You get to travel this world and beyond when around it
You get to build your thoughts around it
You get to build your house around it.
You get to build your life around it.
And yes... Doing all this won't be a regret even though there are many partners
Willing to share each other for you.
You are not judged by it and indefinitely get to be your around it.
You are built by it........ Yes.....
You get books and you get this whole multiverse around it.  

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INTELLECTUAL
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August 22, 2017
Indore, India

I could see you through those excuses
What I behold isn't a liar
Even if your desires are on fire
I could see you through those gentleman ways
Even if girls this age don't hold sway
Mad they're to not understand how a true man behaves
I could see you through those controlled manners
Not exaggerating or holding big banners
You are gentle in every way
I suddenly realised that those girls stand no chance again
For you I would love to claim
However I let you go all the same
Gone too far to be claimed.

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BROWN SUIT
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August 20, 2017
Indore, India

There's something about you
I don't know what to do.
Those eyes seem to take me in
Yet seem like millions of years away dimmed

There's something about you
I don't know what to do.
I see more love than hatred
Yet you seem all too much frustrated

There's something about you
I don't know what to do.
I will take it one thing a day
And be happy and say:
"There's something about you
I don't want to know more
...  Will  just feel you! "

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GABRIELLE
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August 18, 2017
Indore, India

The shutterbugs whirled
In anticipation of her mind's eye
The camera felt special in being held
My her soft yet deft fingers
Such was the magic she created
With each aspect of light and situation
Life was never the same again
For the acid attack survivor..
Now that the lens hid her face
But revealed her beautiful eyes.

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PHOTOGRAPHY DAY
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August 17, 2017
Indore, India

Those anonymous letters made her blush
She wondered who loved her so well
Each week in those letters her thoughts dwelled
Eagerness of the week rewarded her with the written jewel
And the week ended with the heart full of feelings swelled
Days,  months &  years passed without him being sighted
Her youth passed in this loved yet she never slighted
The letters continued unabated
Written by herself and posted every weekday.

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NEVER GIVE UP
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