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Protect your dream
as the devil would come after it
and block it from becoming reality
 May 2020 Harshit Nangia
Remy
My coffee is black
Like the night sky's color
The sugar
Is like the bright stars in it
The smell
Is like the fresh air
The warm touch of the cup
Is like a hug
In short, it's a hug in a mug
Tasting like love
 May 2020 Harshit Nangia
Eloisa
You
 May 2020 Harshit Nangia
Eloisa
You
For some it was poetry
   For me, it was bits and pieces of you
   More of you...and less of me
No, it was everything about you
~I miss bits and pieces of you.
   I miss all about you.
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