Somendra Gaur

Her smile is a selcouth,
The fair complexion others run behind,
She doesn't need that,
She ain't arrogant,
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I woke up in the morning,
Nobody to wish a 'good mornin' to
Unlike yesterday,
The sunrays that pierced the curtains,
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Me & the hollowness in my aura, often chat about the Twinkling of your eyes with the stars;
[Let me tell you a secret, they're jealous, tbh]
My tongue spoke my mind, the cheeks & eyes ended up embarrassing me.
The most important thing about kissing you was soothing your soul through the bend of your lips.
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Once there lived a dog,
In the house of humans,
Healthy, wealthy, and wise,
still not free.
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Beneath his feet lies a rose,
Crushing it under;
He moves.
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I'm tired can I keep my head in your lap under your aphotic hairs?
I'm starving can you feed me with your hands again?
I'm misty-eyed can you cuddle me one more time?
I'm walking solitary can you knot your runt finger with mine?
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My executioner didn't knew,
This heart can beat with the hand of Shinigami on it.
I hope Bats, Owls and the Stars will testify that your thoughts stabbed me in pale moon light,
I sleep, my nights don't.
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It's 2: 24: 36 at night, Exactly.
I can hear myself breathing,
My ear on which rests on my pillow can hear my heart pumping,
I hallucinate and see,
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It's been 10 months since I went to a temple,
I've dominant Donnian thoughts,
I visited your abodes because of the positivity that their aura emits,
And our chats were personal,
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Attempts to befriend myself are failing,
As,
The Quotient of self-exasperation leave me Ailing.
Is this Depersonalization or Metanoia?
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Laws of this world confuse affection with possession,
Homemakers are deemed second class, devoid of compassion.

Kids are naught but medals,
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One was told by the messenger of God to avoid all intoxicants;
He shunned liquor but puffed on pipes, his virtue but a mock pretense.
With motives ulterior, not divine submission in his sight,
He chose sheer inhumane violence over what was right.
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Young hearts, tender souls, so harshly treated,
Forced to grow up too fast, their innocence depleted.
Dreams and hopes trampled, like flowers in the rain,
While the 'gurus' take credit, and shift all the blame.
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Train moves, instilling torrents of anxiety in the man,
And the one who is here to bid him adieu, part of the plan.
He watches a girl with a balloon, her finger heart she shows,
He feels his throat dry, a sense of unease grows.
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To them, poverty's naught but self-victimization dressed in glory;
Humility, mere submission in their story.
Decency, an act of people-pleasing, unless their gain is near;
Empathy, a word they wield to hold themselves dear.
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I wanna eat my emotions just like Saturn ate his own sons,
b'cause he was afraid they'll kill him.
Just want to channel a demon inside,
to kill all the empathy and warmth left.
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Half-filled tin of poison,
& the other half running in my veins.
Walking unaccompanied,
Walking numb,
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I don't want you to hold my hands,
I'm man enough to walk alone in my hoodie.
I don't need you to make me feel special,
I'm man enough to handle my lows.
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Wasn't this I wanted to be?
Then why this hate?
Why this screeching of the soul in corner with muffled cries, ogling at my shadow;
I faked climax thrice that night.
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With fork we fought for the last piece of desert on the plate,
I won,
And she ate it everytime.
The golden streaks of her hair,
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