Manisha Malani

A sense of completeness in a lonely soul
A guilt and a pride, on a high together,
Aspiring and perspiring both in vain
Being one for someone and nobody for the other!
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Like the changing seasons, I change
A day of giggles and a day of pain
An eye with grief, the other in glee
An eye with mischief the other in revenge!
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A pretend world hides behind my lids,
A sky of my own and the place of my will.
My horizon just, where I wish to see…
And time as long as I want it to be…
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When agony reached a point of no return,
When I wanted to change the place of mars and Saturn!
When stars mocked me,
When faces stalked me,
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There was something that made music in between our lines,
Something that stepped up in between as we stood,
There was a magnetism that pulled and that repelled
Our eyes said the gist and our words fumbled for stories…
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