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15 AUG 2017 AT 12:53

White

All my tulips are white
She like them red
I stained them with my blood
And she came running for hug
Every Tulip that blossomed since
Became hungry for my red
One day I ran out of my blood
The next one that came
Flowered in White
That's the end of us

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25 MAY 2017 AT 0:52

BUCKET OF TEARS

Once upon a time,
A cute little boy,
Went in search of water,
Reached bank of river,
A river so empty and dry.
He waited for rain,
That never came,
And so he returned,
With heaviest of buckets,
Two drops of tears,
Is all it ever contained

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10 JUL 2017 AT 10:20

Stars are but
stamps of tattoos
You etched on my bones

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20 MAY 2017 AT 18:38

UNLOVE

If I can travel time,
I would not jump instantly,
And unmeet you .
I would take my own time.
First,I would unkiss you,
In all the places I kissed you.
I would unmiss you ,
In all the times I missed you .
I would unlove you,
In all the ways I loved you.
I would fill places with vomitings,
Times thinking of dead pets,
Ways with missed opportunities,
I would save them in my intuitions.
Then I would go further back.
Unread that book,Unbuy it.
That is how I would unmeet you.
I would have to make sure,
If I am to meet you again,
I would not fall in love.

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9 JUN 2017 AT 5:57

This is not a story,or poem or a song
It's about an young man growing old
Sitting in his balcony,staring at emptiness
While Seasons changed and recurred
Spring,rain and autumn in flash and loop
Roads changed,buildings grew in height
Neighbours vehicle ,two wheels to four
His own blood became sugary sweet
He didn't know,not one of them
He might have some,but not aware.
At the beginning,he thought its easy
He had all anger and hate in world
That could set fire on raindrops
And burn those raining clouds
That is where he is wrong,she clever
For she left inside,infinite printing press
That mints her memories non stop
In that war,against untameable with fire
It's time that burned him ripe old
one last time,before curtains come down
Before six feet under,none of this matter
He whispered into wind one more time
I loved you with all my heart
You said you did too
But why didn't you ?

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5 JUN 2017 AT 23:46

I always thought rain and rain drops as a microcosm of your existence .Years before,when silver,grey clouds cast across mosaic of sky ,swallowing what little of our shallow shadows spread on infinite earth,it rained.We fell in love.
On lazy ,rainy,Saturday afternoons,when I was cozy on my bed snuggling you,you would give me a slip and trace driblets of rain drops dangling on the glass pane of balcony.It was happiness raining,soaking slowly leaving fresh fragrance of after rain inside me.Years later I still find your silhouette in my room on a rainy afternoon
I remember our first kiss.Raindrops rushed through the blanket of night sky to fill the void in time and space between us until claimed by our lips.
Years later,now when I look at rain I remember them as tears dropped by swarm of blue birds ,of good times those flew past above me once.In rains,the earth inside me would split open and close as fast to save myself from the torturous fragrance of you soaking.

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25 MAY 2017 AT 1:46

BALLOON

Being in love with you
Is same as flying
But,on a hydrogen balloon.
When atmosphere gets thinner
I don't have wings
To come down.

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23 MAY 2017 AT 13:34

SWANSONG

When the high tide,
Comes to take us all in,
I want you,by my side,
And impregnate infinity ,
In our last second.

Let our dying breaths,
Fill these conch shells,
And sing songs ,to eventides,
Of day's unfulfilled,cerulean desires.

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11 JUN 2017 AT 4:57

Wind chimes,singing lullabies,
In dark nights,to keep peace,
Of giant ocean,snoring waves,
Reminds me of mothers voice ,
Which also became a giant tsunami,
When she broke the news,
That father is a boogeyman ,
He takes away innocent children ,
Told me to stay away ,
And then she went away.
Today,is just another day,
Converging into slumber called yesterday,
Nothing but a torn paper of calendar ,
My half baked poetry written on backside,
Wrapped and thrown in bin of time,
Agonising for a soul to complete them.

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28 MAY 2017 AT 13:13

Red Roses

I remember,
What you used to say,
That you love red roses,
As much as you love me,
So,I used to bring one,
Whenever I meet you,
It looks good on you.
Today,when I am passing through,
I saw a red rose plant.
How beautiful rose is on its plant!
For the first time ,
I'm not gonna pluck one for you,
As if am gonna give one to you.

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