Naman Bansal Poems

Years and years have gone.
Still you're the one.
The last desire and the last sapphire.
You were an angle and you'll be an angel.
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It was my first day at college.
We were seated rather nervously at our respective seats.
Students were entering the class excited with the entire hullabaloo.
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I'm just sick of living a 'nerd' life.
It makes me squeamish.

In school I was the quiet kid who was always preoccupied with homework.
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She was feeling dead inside, no vehemence.
All sanguine were gone, vibes got froze, in an icy lake.
She went back to her place, to have a serene solace.

Cryptic lullabies of moon;
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She wrote beauty, on the paper of heart which was mine.
A hand-held in unity and fingers entwined.
I gave her the power to destroy everything completely.
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Personification of chariness in her eyes;
Metaphors of her drowsy lips, the red dark love lips.
Cupid is there in her heart.

She's a girl I was born for, she's a one my heart worn for.
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