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876 · Jan 2018
A request
t Jan 2018
Let me be the sunshine that pours rays to heal your broken soul,
Let me be the light that radiates over your dark thoughts,
Let me be the hand that help you when you falls down,
Let me be the book that makes you amuse,
Let me be those flickering stars which makes you dream,
Let me be the reason of the perpetual smile that lives in your soft lips,
Let me be your shadow, so when you feel isolated
i can hug you from behind and make you feel crowded,
Let me be the map that shows you the routes to the destination you seek.

Will you ?
Will you allow me to be everything that makes you happy ?
Will you allow me to be that color which you use to paint your skies ?
Will you ?
652 · May 2017
The bliss in Her Smile
t May 2017
I don't think I'm in love with her face or her toned body..
I think I'm in love the way she stares into the perpetual crystal blue sky..
I'm in love when she try to define this absurd world ..
I'm in love the way she sprint into the crowd of small elderly gentleman to replenish the loneliness..
I'm in love when she tries to conceal the soreness of her soul with gentle smile ..
I'm in love the way she express her emotions in riddle..
I'm in love when she curiously observe the eternal nature...
I'm in love the way she talks passionately about her goals with her bright unblinking eyes...
I'm in love the way she rest her head on my shoulder when she get tangled up in the rollercoaster of emotions...
I'm in love when she close her eyes while she listens to the sounds of the wild sea waves...
572 · May 2017
Internal Wounds
t May 2017
she is hurt, hurt by the words they speaks
it wipe away the dimples of her cheeks

she is bleeding pain inside her veins
crushing all the bliss she contains

they left her in a state of trauma
by their sinful karma

they alter her sweet memories into her foe
which were sometimes used to glow

her skin seems like velvet
but internally its full of wounds and bruise
so she merge herself with the eternal nature
became tired from their unkind abuse.
378 · Feb 2018
To Mom
t Feb 2018
Some day I have to walk alone without you by my side
Some day without you I have to learn to live
in a world full of vice,
Some day when you will be gone
I have to pick myself up from the fall,
Some day without you I have to learn fight off
the demons i forged
Some day when i couldn’t find a shoulder to cry
i will recall the memories hoping to survive,
Some day when you vanishes in the beautiful landscape
i will catch you in my poems where you will live forever.  

But somewhere inside i'm wishing, dreaming, praying
for that ‘someday’ to never reach me.

— The End —