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When heart melts,
mind is bewildered.

This is the time,
when the flowers blossom.

This is the time,
when love sends melodies,
to you and to everyone.

These are the moments,
when you have to sing,
and take care that the
song, and melody
inside you doesn't get old,
and not take rust.

Please sing with happiness
then, for the universe looks
at you then, with eager eyes,
and waits for your song...


© Manan sheel.
 Feb 2019 kiran goswami
Lia
a droplet of salty water falls
delicately upon my cheek.
my vision blurs
as the tear drops start to form a puddle -
an ocean.

i tried to prevent them
from ever creating a water so deep
but i could not
and i was drowning
in my own tears.
 Feb 2019 kiran goswami
No Name
Is it ironic?
      that I lost everyone
Who promised they wont leave me?
I didnt pushed them away. I clinged to them until I reached the feeling that Im already bothering them
 Feb 2019 kiran goswami
Boi
Roses want blood,
delicacy, and
grace.

Flowers want life,
Love, and
care.

Doomed are those
who treat their roses
as if flowers
bleeding
until drought

Long live those
who treat their flowers
as if roses
giving
until downpour
know your botany
if i wrote my future
all would be changed
from the way i was raised
to the thoughts in my brain
if i wrote my future
no love would be lost
so i’d stand right beside you
no matter the cost
if i wrote my future
i’d bring nothing but peace
and save you from sorrow
and the darkness that creeps
if i wrote my future
you’d still be here
but you wrote my future
and i did nothing
but stare
 Feb 2019 kiran goswami
haysia
you said you were
afraid to fall in love
but then again,
you become brave
and ...

you fell for her.
 Feb 2019 kiran goswami
Finn
Bright
 Feb 2019 kiran goswami
Finn
It's so

Bright

That

That sun.

It hurts.

But it's there

And it's trying

And you can't

Make it leave

You could

Wait it out

Maybe,

Maybe not.

You could stay indoors

But it's just so bright

Everything

People give off the brightness

Life does

Death does

The shadows are comforting

They're not bright

Or as sterile

Or harsh

It's so loud

As the light can be

It's dark

Warm

Comforting

Quiet

But

One cannot

Stay in the dark forever

For

Light helps us to see

In the dark, we are easily lost

Maybe too much of

A good thing

Isn't so good?

But

It's always there for you.

If you need it.

Sometimes the light is just

Too much

And we need

A break
Boxes can’t hold me
Scars won’t mold me
You can’t break me
Opinions don’t make me

Failure won’t finish me
Words can’t diminish me
You can’t define me
This life is mine, see
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