Saurabh Som Poems

I let you go
And just to think
That you’ll slowly sink
Is a wonderful dream now!
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It's getting late....
Grief so thick, .....can touch
My Tattered fate
So very tattered, that It larches
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You came so close that I could smell you
Between those two perfect breasts
Scintillating smell wafting through
A tempting soft gully rests
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city sleeps
in its slumber
mist
rich and thick
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The search for light
Not always good
Neither does it end well
Butterfly effect,
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Never shall meet, the twine
pain is good... like old wine

As much as it hurts to laugh
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If the joke's at your expense... don't ask for the bill
Take the blows smiling... and then go for the kill!
Sarcasm screaming loud...outta my head
Laugh's cruel acid rain... Leaves mind dead
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The city of joy, my city, my home
My city of love, my Troy, my Rome
Rags and riches both, and stories unfurl
Swanky Park Street to a slogan splattered wall
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A tree and its shadow
And a dreamy meadow
Waiting for someone....
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A caged bird,
Sun rays, his friend
And well...
Another bird...
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