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Dear You,

Do you know how it feels when something rips you apart ?

The first second you realise that something hit you.

The next five seconds your realise you are badly hurt.

The next few hours are spent in agony.

You cannot really cry.

Tears form in your eyes - you need to hold them back.

Till your vision blurs.

A slight ache near the heart, or somewhere in between.

Now, the head gives in. There is an excrutiating gash somewhere.

You need not figure out where.

You need to shout but you cannot. Or rather, should not.

You need to pretend to be brave.

The world will beat you to pulp once you let it know of your vulnerability.

As the hours pass, you realise that you can live with this pain.

And just walk along.




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Bright streaks of light
Dazzle me.
Enchant me.
And keep me waiting..
Waiting for you.

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There is smoke somewhere. 
I cannot seem to figure out where. 
The lights are here, the music is here.
Has it been home here ?
Perhaps. Maybe when it did not rain.
Or maybe when it rained and it did not matter.
Maybe when I walked alone, smiling to myself. 
Or maybe when I realized I was okay.
Had it been always like this ?

Not really. 
Things clicked, took effort and blood. 
Did I do it ? Or the beasts did ? Maybe we both together,
Played this game. 
Amidst soulful solitude, it was love. 
Maybe appreciation.
Another journey, another dry spell. 
Will it ever be home again ? 

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All Consuming Love

Dear You,

Looks like I have found you.

In the depths of my love, I notice your smile.

Yes, the one you flash after that brief moment of joy.

I feel your fingers entwined in mine. All the time.

Your eyes speak to mine, asking me questions.

Remember the first time I told you of my affection and my afflictions ?

You must know this. You consume my thoughts, time and grief.

Glad to have met you.