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Gulishta Oct 2019
He said he knew me...
For who I was.
Said he saw me....
As I was.
Loved me to the core...
For what I was.

Perfection.... he said I defined.
Projection....but his heart was mine.
Respect and adoration ...
Made his eyes shine.

His words ....left a greater meaning.
His eyes....told me from the beginning.
His smile...finally reached his eyes.
The fight....at last he did decide.

The faith in me...
     ...more about the faith in him.
The love for me...
     ...more the love for him.
Gulishta Oct 2019
What is the meaning?
Of this thing called life.
Where is the existence?
That is mine.

A hard earned trust,
A moment of judgement.
A faith loosing lustre,
A tainted portrait perfection.

An iron clad control,
An emotion sneaking in.
A quietly hidden persona,
An ocean to be dived in.

The projection of expectations,
Dull echo of breathing.
A drifted soul towards,
A friend turns to an enemy.

A trust broken,
A soul shattered.
A bond mutilated,
The one not being a bother.

A game of chess,
Everyone already ahead.
A move of betrayal,
The army half dead.

Sole focus to destroy,
No one even looked back.
The doubt of worth arisen,
but the question left unsaid.
Gulishta Sep 2019
A double edged sword,
Found with a blood stain.
No sign of struggle,
A crime of passion or pain?.

The quite among the siren,
Blood boiling to sustain.
Everything pristine white,
The sky started to rain.

Body nowhere to be found,
Did crime happen at all?
Everything back to normal,
What was the hustle for?

The prime time mystery,
Or the desire to destroy it all?
The professional mercenary exists,
Or the work done inside the home?.

A double edged sword,
Washed from it's stain.
The shining blade recover,
A life lost in vain.
Gulishta Sep 2019
On the journey of finding myself,
                   I found a broken heart.
We went on an adventure together,
                   No questions asked.

We bonded on shared love for music,
            Movies,books and abstract art.
We huddled when the road bumped,
            Then....we drifted apart.

With a constant ache for more,
           We Kept trying to make it last.
An unspoken rule to let go,
            To not think about the future past.

A rocky Mountain,
         With smooth silk lane.
A fresh perspective of storm,
          Just to keep us sane.

An impossible possibility,
        An uncharacteristic faith.
A bond formed with respect,
        No caring for mutual gain.

An attachment. ..or attraction...
                 Didn't know the name.
Just a bug ruptured,
                 Driving us insane.

One couldn't express,
                 One couldn't hide.
Push and pull of desire,
                  Love came in blind.

Few smiles. ...immensely expressive eyes.
One look of naked emotions. ...
The dam broke....and the ice vaporised.
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