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Dinank Bista Apr 2018
:             talks of love, words that baffle
         glimpses of hope, voices that crackle
        folds of  fondness, promises of better
      those fruitful conversations, that hopeful
                                 letter          
      moments became memories, memories
                        became desire    
      desires became want, oh! want became
                                   dire

              like that  prepossessing apple
         colorful on the outside, juicy on the
                                 inside
         a checkmate well before the pieces
                              assembled
      head game was too strong, physical part
                               trembled
  jumbled onto the wire of affection, wildfire
                         of instances flew
             you became me, I became you
              

    talks of loathe , words remained broken
flashbacks of affection, voices left unspoken
    folds of hatred,habits perversely better
      that unfinished conversation, that
                      understated letter
  moments became common,common became
                           the desire
      desire forged into dislike , oh! dislike
                           became dire
              
                   like that scant apple
  colorful on the outside, sour on the inside
   a pandora's box of resentful notion and
                    overflowing emotion
  head rush too futile, landed into the ladder
                         of demotion
  dangled onto the wire of disarray, two
                   separate souls flew
            I became me, you became you

  wait too long or seized the moment? Just
  follow the directions of  your inner voice

live in regret for the entirety of your life or
     absorb the knowledge :  Your *******
                              Choice!!!

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