A bird was gazing at me,
Perched on a tree
And asked me, Hey! Unusual species!
Why do you sit here?
Did you lose your purpose?
Jump back up and capture the sky.
Capture your sunrise,
Race like a star—this is your sign.
Capture your sunset
Stay prepared, stay on the mark.
You'll reach that cloudy arc—
I fly with wings.
But believe me, I know the sky.
Even without your wings,
Your dreams can fly.

Drenched in the memory
Of you...
I mimic you to feel close to you.
In this drama,
in the theatre of my dreams
I act badly...
I lost you- my audience, sadly
Sitting next to this window.
The rain cries with me.
I think it was in love with you madly.
Sipping my cup of tea.
Reliving that moment,
The one when you set my soul free.
I know you hate my name.
Do I somehow bring you shame?
Apologies for my heritance,
A legacy of pretense and pain
For being less than what you've  became.

Things that I couldn't say...
Things that are still inside of me...
So many things to convey.
I will miss you till the end of May.
My thundering and raining nights
And my beaming summer days—
Misty spectacles—
Over my tear-dried eyes.
Deserted by my deceiving emotions.
Now, I don't remember my intent, my notion,
Displaying my dismay—
I will miss you till the end of May.
What's in May? You might wonder!
You will remember, if you push yourself a little.
If you ponder—
Last year, they were my most memorable days.
I will miss you till the end of May.
Fresh memories, wrapped in my joyful pain.
Yes, I am mad, and I am insane.
With whimsical heart, I was betrayed.
I will miss you till the end of May.

You say, “It’s one-sided.”
You’re right.
Because I’ll always stand —
On the side where you are.

I know I won't hear your voice—
Calling my name from behind,
Like it used to...

But still I hear those whispers.
Whispers that make my words tremble—
Now, only in gestures
I repeat the silent vespers.

I know I have lost you.
But maybe just for a few moments.
My heart doesn't want to summon this defeat.
Kneeling down
On this deserted land—
Unable to put your name out of mind.
Like a sage enchants the mighty grace,
I say it on repeat.

I got stuck
in a plot
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and it made
me

A) Dizzy
B)  Sick
C) Light-headed
D) Aware

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