"The eyes have arrested the wrists, the tears are the handcuffs."
- Geetanjali Lachke.
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Little did her eyes resemble the ocean, they more closely resembled the swamp.
You could never guess what would appear out of their depths, snakes, crocodiles or malignant mesmerizing reptiles.
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We stayed under one roof,
Yet dreamt of different Homes.
- Lost Heaven.
- Geetanjali Lachke
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The heat before the cooling rain,
How long does it want me to wait?
The law behind pain and gain,
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Time: 7: 21 am.
The shy sun knocks at my window,
What a wonderful sight,
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"Oh the Vortex,
The event horizons,
The confusion of excess and
The simplicity of crayons."
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Words were written amiss
Hours drowned into the abyss
To get strange lines to rhyme,
The poet did resort to crime,
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I was so engrossed in dreaming that I never realized,
you had made a graveyard out of me.
When I came to my senses and looked inside me,
I still chose to see the graveyard as a wildflower field.
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They stole all my seasons away,
all my winters and springs,
and yet I learnt how to wilt and how to bloom.
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