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Faire l'amour
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Expectation is an enigmatic sorcery.
It gets you imprisoned in cells of sorrow,
Disguised as hope.

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You walked in

Gracefully with your floating white gown

With that tiara of roses in red
We,  covered by blues and greenery bed. 

And the flowers and butterlies
 Lit by twinkling fireflies. 

The lake seemed calm as it could be
With that soft breeze,  caressing the hairs of thee. 

Monotonous chirps and melodious tweets
Cuisines all around, spices and sweets. 

I stood still, I wondered
Is this the gift, destiny,  to me has rendered. 

In this pretty and over joyous theme
It dint took me long to realise that 'twas dream. 

Its some illusion that my destiny brew, 
But maybe its a dream
A dream come true. 

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Deepest of wounds
Do not shed blood.

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Surrounded by the charismatic boundaries again.
It was their phase of "Can Love Happen Twice?"

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First call with crush.

I told 'Bye Jaan'
She replied 'Bhaijaan'.

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And here I stand at the edge 
Giving up
Not on you,
But on those eyes that sparkles, seeing him smile.
And on the curves that suits with his style.
And on those brows, nicely shaped.
And love for him so strongly draped.
And on those lips, glossy and wet
With that crimson on cheeks, properly set.
And on those hairs, beautiful as myth
Its something, just for him to play with.
And on your soul
So pure and serene
For thou love shalt forever remain.
Yes its time for me to give up
Not on you
But on the habits I drew.

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You never know,
When sleep falls for you the way
You fell for her
And things become forever.

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The crimson in her cheeks.
The rainbow to my soul.

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