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It was neither sorrow nor joy,
I felt like a torched toy.
Dismembered, abandoned, and tussling alone in an empty shelf.
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I intently looked at him but he avoided my gaze
Least vexed he was as for him it was just a passing phase
For love needs no season but an exchange of eye
That will melt the heart and make the rest vie.
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She was just four months old
When the woman first saw her,
Her little toes were blurred in crimson red,
And her cheeks despite being pink felt so cold.
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‘Let go off the quilt’ she said
It belongs to me.
It has my initial in a corner inscribed.
Can’t you just see?
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He was standing in front of the prison gate,
four gigantic monsters like mortals accompanied him.
Whether there were cheers or furious voices behind,
he can’t seem to remember. As presumptuous as he was,
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I don’t want to grow, yet I am growing.
moans and groans of ache and desire pull me down,
and all grows on me as if I am some dead while living.
I had to part with my wishes, with happiness, with every little of me,
...
Figment of unwanted fantasy became true,
the worst nightmares ever I was put through.
As all my feasible fears hid under the garb
Of shameless veil.
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When Our Ways Parted…….
It was neither sorrow nor joy,
I felt like a torched toy.
Dismembered, abandoned, and tussling alone in an empty shelf.
You didn’t bother to take a glance,
Yet I was opting for a second chance.
But we chose the sliding doors, swaying between you and myself.
We laughed at each other that how we became lovelorn,
And now when I think of it - those are the things I will never mourn.
But neither you nor I had the courage to face the truth.
And there were times when we were piddling around,
Our bodies merging into the other- were eagerly listening to the sound.
The sweet sour kinds of sound that season were making; the very wild and uncouth.
Do you remember how we bumped into the sudden sultry breeze!
As we walked through the canyon, the air engulfed us with its subtle tease!
I felt the heavy breathings of yours on my shoulder and my heart skipped from the shivering jitter.
But now our indexes are no longer interlocked since our ways parted,
The warmth that was once locked between two bodies- to someone else it imparted.
We were too blind to see that we were left alone with our souls being sucked up, bruised and bitter.
We kept bickering with each other all the way home for being so foolishly in love,
And our heart was possessed with laughs, titters and tears and everything else was far from being above.
And how I ached for the two souls of becoming strangers to each other that were once so close!
You and I are the two knives laid bare on a table- both stained and drenched in blood,
You and I are the fated murderers of two pure innocent souls- now buried and drowned under mud.
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