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Like a burnt sap wood soaked in water
this life used to crave for you
So meaningless it seems now
Thank God ! I didn't have you

Love is never for a person
Oh God... I got you
I got you
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And yes you...you my dear
I regard you as my angel
And wait......
Oh my unaware soulmate

In this body of yours you never loved me
you never had a clue
But you will got to know on your own
That it was You and only You.
You put a stone in my palm
One that was buried in the sand of the beach
One that had a home in the sea

And you said to me,
"Throw it. And throw it far.
This represents him.
All the pain he created in your life.
All the turmoil and heartache
And the pieces of your heart
That still long for him.
Throw it as far as you can
And let him go."


Tears escaped my eyes
And I knew in my heart you were gone
I don't long for you anymore
I don't miss you
I'm not angry
Although I do feel sympathy
I feel sorry for the man you are
And I pray to God you heal
And can treat a woman right one day
The way he treats me...
No woman deserves the hell you put me through
But it's in the past
It's been a good long six months
I think it's time I let go
I think it's time I stop looking through our messages
I think it's time I give him my whole heart
Every part of me
Well, the broken piece left after all you took
You took everything I had
I gave you all I had
But he, he cherishes this piece
Although it's broken,
It is sacred to him
He's healing me slowly
He's making God the centre
He loves me... For real this time...
Not just empty words and empty promises

It's time I let you go, stranger
I don't believe I can call you by name anymore
I don't own you
You're not mine
I can't even call you ****** names
It's not right

So this is my goodbye
This is my letting go
With the stone falling into the waves
And carried into tide
Stranger,
I'm letting you go.
A naive innocuous man
disregarded even by his wife
out of her vanity as a princess

The only strength for him
proved to be his beloved 'Pushpavali'
A lady with character and will
who took the river of words out of the rocky hill

She transformed a dyslexic 'kali'
to an intelligent Kalidas - true love of pushpavali
and sacrificed her life
to make her love meet his wife

Kalidas renowned as a great poet
but the poem was incomplete yet

His poems were highly praised
unknown to the inspiration
from which they were being raised

Kalidas as a poet was much above
but the very fact is that
behind all this was TRUE LOVE  

TRUE LOVE of Pushpavali !
 Apr 2018 Ahmad Cox
Poetic T
Some of us are just carbon copies
of others wanting
              to be other than ourselves.

We should embrace our individuality,
or become stale,
                   weaker copies of another.
Why do other have a need to copy others, we should embrace our individuality or just become lesser copies of others.
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