Extinct or Extent

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Extensions of my due here

on earth never impressed me

all I ever wanted to be

was never to be extinct in one’s life

to be in everlasting love,

imagining to the core

engulfed by thoughts that

brings on my hormones to dance on…

an invincible life

that is grudged to the core

emotions that swirl across me

like the oceanic waves

bringing me the treasure underneath

unrevealing the secrets to me

as I remain the only one to receive it fully.

 

 

Everlasting

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Eyes met,

and they drifted away

it was just seconds away

from the touch

floating away into infinity…

taking a piece of each other in their arms

weighing it above their hearts, they moved on

everything they never said

felt in the magnificence of silence they had

some love stories, live separately…

it is True and everlasting gesture of Meet.

 

Restore or bend – Your choice

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One way or the other

we mend someone

or break some

pleasing everyone is not life

at times, look into the mirror

and smile for yourself…

as none can make you happy..

other than you .. yourself..

enjoy the bliss of life.

which will end in a jiff…

let us not repent wasting

our so-called precious life for others…

who never valued your presence in there’s..

Heart-Breaker

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I am learning from you all

to break hearts…

pursuing the art of it

by mending and breaking hearts

like you all did once to me…

but never bothered to mend it at all..

so here I am, all the broken pieces collated well

but you will never see me cry over the broken pieces..

Now, as I enjoy being selflessly loved

to break it down easily,

that brings me at peace ..

blame me

judge me

I never mind..

as you broke my mind…

long ago….

when it was the right time to nurture it…

All I do is

mend to end…

 

Nights never overwhelmed me as much, as it is now..

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Nights began its whisper

windchimes rhythmically

bringing in music to life

the night enchants everything around

for a moment I pause

the breeze sweeping my thoughts away

as if it is making love to me

tingling my feet, bringing a smile on me

the moon playing hide and seek with the clouds

as I hide with the curtains swinging with the breeze

the light falls on my skin

brightening every pores on mine

dawn never excited me as much

as you do, my nights…

I could be awake and feel the warmth of the night

and the coldness of the breeze that tantalizes my mind

nights never became so overwhelming to me ever…

since it reminds me of

loved ones …