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Buoyed pot Feb 2019
I stood there trying to come in line as the stars left my side at you.
I know it's not real
But this feeling of emptiness is the most real thing which I felt since your arms.
I admit I miss you;
I miss you everyday when I know I have to live and not just survive.
I tell the world that it's my love not yours.
I tell them that only I have the right over this feeling,
I want you to come to me and tell that you've been missing me more—
But what makes me strong is that I don't expect because that is what my love stands for.
I want you to smile, if not in my arms then someone else's
I want you to grow, if not together then alone.
I don't need you to come to me when I need you.
I want you to come to me when you realize that we both are all what we need.
I don't have reasons not to love you,
Because I never had one to fall in love you-
This love existed before we met,
Born and dying in my eyes.
Buoyed pot Feb 2019
Where to hide? Where to conceal?
I fail to understand this famine.
They have robbed my merry zeal
and now prevails the devil’s time.
Taciturnly they have eloped from my sight,
Bricks of blue is what they have left.
This is the lost treasure that has clanged to life in the night
Yet this parky night has failed to freeze my breath.
I agree to sign the fatal bond with the supreme
And still be sure of my inevitable victory
For I have made sagacious plans in the afternoon green
The rebels will soon begin to continue this story
Buoyed pot Jan 2019
With such ceaseless light falling from heaven on my late shut eyes
Calling off my soul for the perennial journey of after life
With inquisitive eyes I glanced around
When I found
A maiden's soul sitting on the rock
Her eyes spoke that she want to talk
I stamped my feet across the aisle
To reach the maiden's eye
She glance at me and asked me why
What was her fault that she had to die
I glanced at her with bewildered eyes
Her eyes had her tongue
Which stood as a barrier between her pain and fake lustrous smile
A drop of tear roll down her barrier
Spoke things which she could not speak
She stood up and marched by
No word fell from lips
But the tear was enough to make me cry
I don't know why

— The End —