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vardaan-singhal
vardaan-singhal
#16 #LOVER #IHAVEAHEART / Just a MIDDLE PAGE POET... that is it... I mean this is what I am meant to be!
Lately I step down Catching my breath Out of words Out of my head Out of her town Now waiting for another Doing my hair Biting my lip Keeping my eyes From dripping but harder It turns. The dreams we had once The resolutions On the paper All mine, none of hers. Burns. Hole in the pocket. Now its all in vain I put on my glasses Oblivious, I face the station It comes again Sojourning once more. The feels train
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Dec 22, 2014
Dec 22, 2014 at 12:08 PM UTC
THE FEELS TRAIN
Can I be your dream? There to explore the stories untold The one hidden beneath your body language You and me... No one to unfold the coffers within but we... It's a starry night for you But cupid strikes me to insomnia It's  high time... Should invoke you And it wouldn't be like another night you survive With a touch, with warmth with sighs Waking up and asking oneself what was it that left me by five?
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Dec 2, 2014
Dec 2, 2014 at 3:07 AM UTC
Can I Be Your Dream?
That starry night I remember. The promises and plans. The days are simply gone too soon. I see us part in clans. I wonder where we are... The day you fed me with your hands... Sweating together in the sun so bright. Not a fiction but they were truth. And simmering together in the moonlight! I wonder where we are... Now I nimble horizons for joy. From every direction I lithe, You choke yourselves in agony... And can't even breathe. You hugged me like a brother And loved me like a mother, But you are a hater now! Traitor now! I wonder where we are...
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Oct 27, 2014
Oct 27, 2014 at 11:02 AM UTC
I WONDER WHERE WE ARE
The note that read, "It isn't my cup of tea and it's too hard to shoot when made too blind to see. I couldn't make it. It fills them with hate and they never lend me ears when I prognosticate. They ripped my pockets for the things I never had. I was killed everyday and now killed to death. Thus death never killed me but welcomed me abode" It chiseled through my doggone heart when I read your death note.
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Oct 26, 2014
Oct 26, 2014 at 8:30 AM UTC
DEATH NOTE