"I love you"

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"I don't love you"
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Story ends.

Defeat, my defeat,
I accept your jest and joy
like a sports captain accepts it
after losing a match,

I accept it with an applaud
with handshake
calmness, modest smile

But
your mocking smile won't last,
My droughty days will receive rain,

Defeat, my defeat,
The game between me and you
is reaching the last hour.

In this city where
millions dream
wake up dead,
I've come
with a dream
to see you again.

My love is
pleading
before me
to make you God!

All eyes are fixed on a person
who isn't aware of the expectation
of these gazes,


Unmoving is she against all frenzy and noise,
And aims the eye like Arjuna, undaunted and unbridled
slackening the string at once,
the arrow moves making hole in the dictums of a thousand years,
The crowd is numb seeing her deeds which only men performed.

How are you tonight?
When the world sleeps, and
No one awake to notice
your hiccups and rolling tears,

Life is a butcher, isn't it?
Lover its instrument
to slice us in pieces,
And afterlife we
jostle from one person
to another.

Walk mildly,
slowly like an ascetic
Like you see the destination,
its shams and pretence,
Its momentary bliss
And the new destination again,

Walk like nothing excites you
Or worry you,
your gnawing past or
hungry present or
starving future,
Pay heed to none,

They will doubt you
Many will cast abusive looks
when you undertake a task
inconcievable by them,
Pay no attention
Move on like you are deaf
Speak not like you are dumb,

Many greats have walked this path
Deaf, Dumb and Blind,
So cut the noise
shut your eye,
This mediocre crowd
is not worthy of your attention.

Move on like an ascetic
Like you know your destination.