Lone, Dark room... Loudest sound that could be heard was the ticking of the antique pendulum clock....
I said, "My pain is better than the plastic joy that engulfed the town...
Tears, that didn't even make a pin drop of sound."

The Ghost, "I smiled a grin to make you leave".
Me, "Ain't a quitter, for you to please".

The Ghost, "I have subtle ways to haunt you!"
I, nonchalantly said, "Max, you can break a COFFEE mug or two!"

The Ghost, "What made you so strong?!"
Me, "Dead souls don't fear the dead,
Coz, there's nothing, that could go more wrong."

I lit up a cigarette; the flame disturbed the ghoul...
I murmured, "Scared his happy soul!" 😂

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You talk about githubs...
I talk about the coffee mugs...
The memories we cherished...
All now that perished...
I am high... I know it's vile...
But how could I forget... The moments which fetched a smile....

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Tired senses seek for relief...
My search ends with you, I believe...
I felt so low, deep dark and bleak...
Slowly, the darkness made the silence leak...
The door that guards us from the world of mute... Are you sure that it's not breached?
Look beside you, maybe they have already reached....
The devil's hour isn't that far...
The two halves of my brain are already at war!
I planned to STICK to my bed...
Shadows approached, when I pretended to drop dead...

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The taste of her tempting lips...
More balmier than fire on winter chills...
Eyes that made me overlook all sparkling drinks...
Her wavy hair be like beds of the stream...
And yes she was like the winter essence on a midsummer night dream...
And I melted each time she hugged me tight...
She turned alive each night,
just when the night drew its curtains...
"I won't hurt you", she ascertained...
Staring at me through the wall creeks...
Keeping a watch over me if I fall asleep...
Coz she made me listen to all her whispers...
And read out the PAGES of her personal note...
She still regrets, her death note...

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A piece of you lives encrypted in my beating heart...
Even pearls are embraced by shells that the sea can't tear apart...
It poisoned me. Found some antidotes for a while but soon, they left...
Now, I love the rest of my heart...
But I have try, so that the poison don't spread thwart...
Coz it's easy to wreck... Difficult to re-start...

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The various pangs inflicted to us are like the ornaments...
We have to carry those cuts along and live with it...
You can't completely throw them away...
It often sways your heart on a cloudy day..
In return they will make you strong...
Try believing pain... Don't treat it as something completely wrong....
It won't ever leave you alone.... Just like your senses...
Truth lies in pain..
The rest are all fake...
It's almost morning, and why am I still awake?!

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Sometimes lust can be defeated by a cute smile...
Or distant memories that seems near for a while...
When you have to part ways...
As if even uncertainty sways...
My strengths wither...
With each teardrop your eyes gather...
Rock your life & keep up the Smile...
Coz we have a timed existence..That lasts for a while..

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I find eerie sounds, made by the ac ducts...
The clouds roam, as freely as love or lust...
The night felt haunted in its windowed affair...
Some didn't realise all of this, amidst midnight shifts - saving their career...
The darkness peeks through the dewy glasses...
Amazed by the bokehs, that city lights flashes...
You might be asleep too...
Waiting for a text that comes in late..
Or saddened by just two ticks blue...
Maybe I have a dark soul that procrastinates to distant lands my grandma used to tell...
Oh my mind is in turmoil as I spit out jargons into the verse, near that dreamy well...

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The sea basked under the gleaming moon...
I just imagined the balmy wind, that dried your shampooed hair in the noon...
We captured memories.. Not pictures...
With varied focal lengths and apertures...
She sat calm, thinking of something...When I asked...
What do you think of... When you are low..?
You close your eyes and see a person whom you know...
Yes, some fine day you can delete their aching presence...
And forget all the essence...
My heart said, "Can I borrow some of her grief?"
I can see its too dark and deep...
The perturbed Mind yelled, "Move you muffled heart...you already have had lessons..."

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When the moon gets down each cloudy stair....
Your hair locks mesmerize my hormonal affair...
The jungle queen whom I saw last night in my dreamy scenes...
Stole my heart beyond the GPS beams..
Few moments of that surreal bliss...
You didn't even take time to grow in me, with all the roots anchored amiss...
In continuity with the journey called life...
Will you catch my hand if I fall for you... Or just dive?

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