Raima Ram   (Raima)
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10 JUL 2020 AT 15:47

That dawn felt like
one of those dusks,
when you and me,
ran across the streets.
The only difference was
the silence.
Everything felt the same,
except for 'our' silence.
We never had this kind of silence,
we always laughed, not just smiled
and cried too.
You're that book for me,
which I want to write,
but don't have enough words,
for, I only know the old you.
I hope that you'll laugh on my jokes,
the next time we meet
and will give your shoulder,
if I ever cry.
You've probably never thought about me,
but I wish, someday, you do
and realize some fairytales can be true.
I'm afraid to know
the new you,
what if, the personality I love the most,
doesn't even exist?
I only love you the way
I know you,
and I never wanna wake up
from the dream of that dusk.

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6 JUL 2020 AT 19:32

Like mountains,
we emerged, together,
from the same land,
and just like them,
we separated apart
as we grew up
every day.

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24 JUN 2020 AT 12:32

I don't know what the future holds for us,
but I've never felt this way,
no, I don't love you,
but I have something to say.

This feeling is strange to be known,
but somehow very dear to me,
something that binds me to myself,
too attached and yet very free.

I'm in love with the thought,
of someday falling in love with you,
finally in the near future, a day will come,
when all this won't feel new.

Destiny seems too unrealistic,
but if it decides, we'll stay,
all this feels too difficult right now,
but I've never felt this way.

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22 JUN 2020 AT 23:39

The sun will rise again tomorrow,
and we'll start rushing,
yet again.
We will fall down again tomorrow,
and we'll get up again.
But, you and me,
we have millions of 'never's
hidden beneath an 'again',
and this one 'again' will suffice,
because tomorrow, the sun will rise.

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26 MAY 2020 AT 22:57

I was a part of all that,
but now I'm just detached somehow,
the play houses we used to build then,
have already been destroyed by now.

Those trees are being cut,
behind which we used to hide,
we crumbled like the fall,
and then, 'the real us' died.

Even the universe felt so tiny then,
I thought we had a journey beyond it,
but now these four walls feel enough,
for, there's no way high hopes can fit.

Not every memory feels nostalgic,
some only stay as facts forever,
regrets have caged up my words,
the words I couldn't say ever.

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18 MAY 2020 AT 21:03

THE TRAP

I've never wanted to fall in the trap,
and I've not even wanted it for a bit,
some say, "It's not something made for you"
I ask, "What does it require to be made for it?"

I cannot resist that the words which sounded beautiful once,
will eventually turn into a lie,
and the one who promised you to be there forever,
will someday finally die.

Good things and happiness, both are superficial,
the one you saw sleeping, might have been always awake,
not everyone deserves these so called beautiful feelings,
for, beautiful always turns out to be fake.

Maybe all of us regret some choices,
but can never go back behind the wall,
although knowing everything, we can't escape the trap,
the trap in which we were never meant to fall.

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10 APR 2020 AT 22:28

Part 2

I had also tried to be destroyed,
slowly, minute by minute.
I swallowed the tablets all together;
all this was worth every cut.

I tied the rope tightly above,
fixed the chair on which I had to stand,
looked down and took a deep breath,
pushed it and it worked like a magic wand.

But having so many deaths in a life,
is nothing more than a lie.
I'm coward enough to not live,
yet not brave enough to die.

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10 APR 2020 AT 22:26

Part 1

I went to my kitchen, took the knife out,
and locked myself up in the room.
Very confidently, I gave a hard blow,
and finally got to face the doom.

Then I climbed up to the terrace,
for nothing better than before,
I stood there, recalling all my fears,
and then quietly jumped off the shore.

I ran towards the road then,
and lay down motionless.
I waited to be in peace until I was,
in my response to the self created mess.

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2 APR 2020 AT 15:21

Carve happiness on the road you fell down,
recall memories as if they never turned brown.
Walk out of negativity like it's the only door,
smile like you have never cried before.

Don't tremble even if they make you so,
keep trying even when you're feeling low.
Pretend to be happy, until you really are,
chase your dreams even if they seem far.

Step back if you know they don't deserve you,
let go of the pain you've always gone through.
Stay away from the mess you always resisted,
leave them like they never existed.

Laugh because the moments will never return,
live like you always get something to learn.
Don't hold back your worried self anymore,
smile like you have never cried before.

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31 MAR 2020 AT 20:59

I cared for them,
and yet they never trusted back.
I watered them daily,
and yet they kept growing black.

I sat next to them all the time,
so that, I am always there,
but when I was alone,
they would be nowhere.

I've cried seeing them in pain,
but they've never shed a tear for me,
I've tried hard to understand them,
that was the best I could ever be.

All these days, I admired them like my own,
kept thinking about them for hours,
but well, now I realize they were already out of life,
I was watering dead plants with fake flowers.

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