Jiya Acharya Poems

She came to me, last night
All the same...
The way she would get dressed
I'm used to it.
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Collapsed.
I am in the crowd…
Come and name me…
Earthly botheration…
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Some things I'll never say...
Some words I'll never speak...
My thoughts would be mine.
He who would never make me weep...
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The days will pass by,
Just like these days..
If I ever
Will capture you
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It' s amazing how life changes the flow of routine.
Few days back she was there; ever since.
So many years, at home.
Traveled the time so quick.
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She will return.

The presence of your absence…
I feel it.
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Her tears always dried on their own.
Just it was him, who would always come back and wipe them off.
Lot's of them came but they always dried on their own.
But I never wanted it to be with you.
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Somebody take her to grave
‘Am still naive
Vicissitudes all in grey
The need is gone
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We both stood there
Hand in hand for so long
I with her and she in her black
I still remember
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The best thing in the world
Is to be awakened by Your love.
Those careless whispers,
that earthly pleasure.
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