The winds
whisper
your fragrance
to me,
sharing secrets,
divulging guilty expectations,
sending unsubtle feelers
that rhyme
with the strange
animals
that stir my soul.

I sway.

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Not just a block of inanimate stone
or a barren land,
but a nation's wish
chiseled with devotion
into a symbol of fertile faith,
where the Lord's breath
now resides,
His grace presides,
an ancient land
awakens,
to recapture
an identity lost,
rediscovering
its eternal soul.

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A number
has changed,
habits & emotions,
will they rearrange?
but it seems to have
seeded hope
on life's
fickle slope,
that this year
I shall fly,
proving last year
a lie,
so I wish you the best
through these sincere lines,
last year an unfulfilled dream,
this year will be just fine.

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Stitch me in
into your skin,
the stitches dissolvable,
so we start with
and end into each other,
like a horizon that has decided
to smudge itself into oblivion.

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Easy laughs,intimate glances
shared dreams,impromptu dances
soothing summer breeze
skins touch with ease.

Seasons change,
feelings rearranged,
victims we were,maybe used
or are we the accused?

Black & white of early May
gives way to a chilly grey,
we witness from the gloomy shade
a relationship getting unmade.

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Fine cosmic dust
we are made of,
facing
our coarse karma,
unaware that
the Himalayan summits
we strive to conquer
are completely internal,
nectar
of Maa Ganga flowing
inside,
imploring us
to surge & merge
with the blissful ocean
the Lord is.

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I frame pictures
with naive verse,
ruins of the past
whispering
about wistful fragrances,
the foreplay
of emotions
promising
better conclusions.

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The seductive thought
of a lingering April
beckons,
the promise
it holds
sustaining me
through
the reality
of an autumn
that sheds
dreams.

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You are like a river.

Am I your ocean ?

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Join me here,check the view
seemed average before you
we'll lie down close,count the stars
your body distracts,we don't get far
maths is fun,let's count again
hope this time we get to ten.

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