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106 · Mar 2020
Frosted Tears
Arnab Auditore Mar 2020
The Forgotten Love
The love that cannot be achieved,
has become a flock of star.
The little pain collects his tears
at the stardust end.
The wind of the age dismantles mercilessly
the wandering star piece.
The frost of the hardest earth catches
the leg of the person looking for the star.
May it be that we live
in a different world,
sharing the same earth and sky.
I love you... Color of the
never changing summer is fading
with the little stars from the sky.
Soon the whitened earth would be
the land of his grievance.
The little pain collects his tears
at the stardust end.
Still its the same..
You and me...
Live in memories.
63 · Mar 2020
See you again..
Arnab Auditore Mar 2020
The rain dampened cheek that smelled of tears...
The traveler with the gentle gaze...
The nostalgic music that resonate softly...
I wander among memories i cannot remember
My dream flies away on tiny wings
to the place where our feelings won't disappear; just the two of us,
going beyond the distant ocean and sky.
Your gentle gaze illuminates me,
in the dark night... I want to see you.
I want to see you again... 👑
42 · Mar 2020
Unconditional Feelings
Arnab Auditore Mar 2020
The middle of the rainy season;
After the rain today, a lukewarm wind
blows throught the quiet night streets.
Summer draws near,
Shining with light.
It steals my gaze, i want to hold it.
I want to try touching it.
You are just like this firefly.
Are you ready? I still want to look;
Are you ready? At that heart.
I can't tell you how you feel.
The more i want the more it hurts,
even so unfamiliar to hate you.
To look at the fireflies dancing in the air,
flutter in the air from the place;
where i touched them just a little bit,
is what i like the best.
Quietly, quietly i can't hold within
the heart of yours.
It's just my own thinking, i want to cry and feel.
Not accustomed to the same feelings.
Are you ready? I still want to look.
Are you ready? At that heart
I can not see your feelings;
It becomes painful as the desire,
unfamiliar still to hate.
It's just my own thinking,
I want to cry and feel,
i want to know your feelings.

— The End —