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To Last

Tell me something to last She told him with the flicker of life in Her eyes is dimming Bleeding internals are sucking Her energy into the Dark matter of eternal sleep Tell me something to last She said and He … Continue reading

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Scary love

He was a young man A lonely soul An accident took all those He loved The parents, the family And left him With a big heart empty. He was a young man A thousand miles away In hiding, working hard … Continue reading

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Late

He is late As usual She is late Unusual She remembers Their first date He was late And usual is Established! He is late As usual She is late Unusual He remembers Their first argument Their fear She was late … Continue reading

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They met!

They met eventually In a jumble sale Under a bridge By the busy river The endless traffic On land, on water The opposites of one! They met accidentally In a jumble sale He was looking for a jumper She was … Continue reading

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Winter, summer

A little man made of dusty water! The dusty water once got constipated Over wet sand and dirt And so gathered its stodgy shapelessness Into a bulk of human appearance And got garnished with snowflakes. A little man made of … Continue reading

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On her lips

A bamboo pen writes On her lips shades of color appear An apple breaks sweetness I imagine love but never Experienced the feeling in A kiss planted on Her lips part and close A tulip in spring time revives A … Continue reading

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Hush baby hush

Summer time and cotton high and the Song goes for the baby in cradle Hush baby hush No! No sneezing now No coughing either Hush baby hush Your dada’s sleeping an’ Your mama’s missing Shopping Meeting a lover Meeting a … Continue reading

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