To live upon
that distant dream,
that one day
I shall find me!
...
Mercy is an option-
unredeeming in
my attire of pain.
...
Jam them, cram them-
Fill them, completely, to the brim
But, dear parent, make sure
You don't mark them
...
Purity, distilled in the essence
Of a dew drop. You, my love.
...
A sepia coloured
Photograph
In that old album
Is all I can touch
...
Wheels within wheels
Lines between lines
Persons inside persons
...
When silence speaks
A thousand tongues,
My words can speak
But one.
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Audacious smiles
laughter ringing clear-
warm hugs and
little sudden pecks on my cheeks!
...