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NaPoWriMo2017 Poem 3

How to Dismantle and Turn us Into Stardust.

Bookmark our chapters,
and never read our pages.
Leave the book open
till our resent, ages.
Pour water on our handwritten stories
and not rush for wipes-
let everything dissolve, who cares who cries.

NaPoWriMo2017 Poem 3 How to Dismantle and Turn us Into Stardust. Miss each other on solitary nights; belch for breath, listening songs of delight. Curl our toes, and rub our eyes. smirk at unkempt promises- while waving off nostalgic fireflies. Hate, and wait; or just give in to fate. Make the habit of not calling first, just bathe nonchalantly when disillusions burst. Bookmark our chapters, and never read our pages. Leave the book open till our resent, ages. Pour water on our handwritten stories and not rush for wipes- let everything dissolve, who cares who cries. See me, and yet not know me. Know you, and yet not see you. Act as friends or leave us as strangers. Try to kill each other- having survived each other's dangers. Hear the voices and ignore the hmmms... Talk about mundane okays and lip-sync the grief we've shunned. Talk about talking tomorrow, a regular disillusionment- we happily allow each other to borrow. Ignore the missings. Miss the ignored. Make it a habit, chuck everything and sleep a lil more. We existed before our universe collided! Damned, we'll rot into stardust- Just ignore. Just ignore. P.S : Inspired from How To Dismantle An Atomic Bomb by U2 #napowrimo2017 #napowrimo #glopowrimo2017 #apoemaday #randomscribble #randomwords #memory #scent #reminiscent #body #eyes #cheeks #nape #toes #instapoem #crushed

1 MAY AT 8:14

NaPoWriMo2017 Poem 2

Scent of a Memory

Scent of your memory,
like a long forgotten dream 
in a cobwebbed cellar of my mind,
still scintillates in city lights,
like twinkling stars-
always there, always far.

NaPoWriMo2017 Poem 2 Scent of a Memory Cheeks- half burnt with the shadow of tears that dried after flooding the lips with howling silences and smothering cries Palms- that once held puddles of mango-stained yellow laughter, now wrinkled with criss-crosses of contours of days when our hands sweated together Foreheads- riddled with headaches of haunting disappointments, cold compressed with swabs of goodnight kisses- imaginary, irreverent, inconsequential Toes- tired of aching for all the wrestling and yearning to collapse into hugs, sweaty, yet shivery- with the fear of getting stepped on again for getting crushed, bled, and bandaged Nape- neglected historian of all the whispers, hugs, warm breath and soft murmers​ once bathed in the waterfall of the scent of your shampooed hair now riles on the nights of your lonely foetal sleeps Scent of your memory, like a long forgotten dream in a cobwebbed cellar of my mind, still scintillates in city lights, like twinkling stars- always there, always far. #napowrimo2017 #napowrimo #glopowrimo2017 #apoemaday #randomscribble #randomwords #memory #scent #reminiscent #body #eyes #cheeks #nape #toes #crushed

1 MAY AT 8:09

You sowed 
The seeds of happiness,
In the garden of my life.
But,
When the flowers began to bloom
You walked out and never came back.

And now!
The scent of these flowers
Aches my soul,
Taunting me with your absence.

People leave their footsteps when they walk out. But you left seeds with me, which turned to flowers. And now their fragrance reminds me of you. The one who sowed them, once. #YQBaba#NaPoWriMo#seeds#sowed#left#scent#aches#soul

27 APR AT 22:18