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Kartikeya Jain Feb 2018
Her lips.
Rose petals
dipped in honey.
Kartikeya Jain Feb 2018
"Do you also
dream of dreams
that bring you
closer to yourself?"
Kartikeya Jain Feb 2018
Imagine:

An old dusky room on the outskirts of the city. The view from the broken window is a small garden, a puppy, and a kitten. Inside, I am sitting on my study table with an half empty bottle of old ***. There is a noise of typewriter in the air and a smell of books. You pour a hot cup of tea in the saucer and move your hand towards me. I look into your eyes as I take a sip from the saucer. Hands meet hands, eyes meet eyes, lips meet lips. Do you not dream of creating a poetry such as this?
Kartikeya Jain Feb 2018
What does it take
for a man
to sit in the ocean
and not pour salt
over his wounds?

-his life.
Kartikeya Jain Feb 2018
Goodbyes often feel like reaching the last page of the book and you don't know if you should finish it or leave it unfinished.

You see, leaving is the hardest ******* thing to do, until you leave. So, here's my step by step guide to say goodbye:

Step 1: When she reaches for your lungs to breathe the air you've been breathing, hold her hands and keep them on the bed of roses you've been holding by the thorns and tell her, fall has arrived.

Step 2: When she runs her fingers through your hair and reaches for your lips, stop her and show her the stubbed cigarette buds on your chest that have turned your body into smoke and tell her, you are tired of being held captive between her fingers and lips.

Step 3: When she rests her head on your lap and looks at you with hope, close her eyes and show her the cots that are testament to the dreams you weaved for each other and tell her, you don't want to dream again.

Step 4: When she makes your arm the pillow of her bed, show her the sunflower seeds you painted on your skin that blossom everytime they see her face and tell her, the sun doesn't shine the way it used to.

Step 5: When she takes your hand in her hands and brews tea in the same *** that you built as a testament to your love, show her the letters you wrote on your skin and tell her, they speak freedom.

Step 6: And after you do as I said, remember to kiss her forehead, bid her goodbye, and tell her, it was worth loving her.
Kartikeya Jain Feb 2018
"And then it was
the stillness in her bones
and the fire in her eyes
that calmed
the oceans of my heart."
Kartikeya Jain Feb 2018
"In all her goodbyes,
In all her sunsets,
the air smelled of
teas made of
love and
a pinch of freedom."
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