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Let's make memories and hold on to them.
Let's talk about love and my old rustic pen,
The velvet capo, the lavender land.

Let's share love and forever hold hands.

Dongaala

Then one day,
she decided to let go
off the heaviness.
The one thing
she loved most about
was her hair
and
she took
no second thought
to rip that off..

In hope
to feel lighter,
to forget memories
that made her bitter
but babe'
what she didn't know...
This thing called love
shuts when it wants to,
reaps when it wants to...

She had no power to it.
She was helpless.


She is helpless.

 Mar 2015 Dolkar
Pradip Chattopadhyay 

I take the blame
if that saves it.

 Mar 2015 Dolkar
Prabhat Chhetri 

Love went missing.
Last seen wearing
a red mask
and the search began.

I found love she says 
No its loneliness

I found love he says.
That's just honey coated
agony and abuses.

I found love. 
He is my friend
Baby that's only because
right now
its convenient.

Some found love in clubs and 
bars.
Some in parks underneath
the stars.
When the lights grew brighter
it was only lust.


Somewhere up above
sitting amidst the angels,
underneath a red mask
appears
a half crooked grin,
and love
looks down on us
and mutters
"Morons."

And The search continues.

 Mar 2015 Dolkar
Angel DMC 

You're a one night stand
But we spent too many nights
I lost count of it.

You're that unexpected kiss
On a drunken wasted night
Of vomits and vodka.

You're that awkward hi
Exchanged by strangers who
Thought they both knew each other
But were clearly mistaken for another.

You're the bruise that turns blue
When I accidentally bump my leg
On the corner of the bed.

You're the scar that I never
Knew I had.

You're the bittersweet taste in
My mouth every morning.

You're the last thought lingering
In my head before slumber takes me
And you're the vagueness that
Haunts me in my dreams.

You're the scalding hot shower
In a cold freezing morning.

You're the boiling tea that numbs
My tongue for the rest of the day.

You're the obsession
I will never learn to let go of.

You're that person I will
Never get to call mine.

You're the one that got away.

28.01.2015
1:29am


We are tangled
so much
in our bitter PAST;
Choosing to unsee
the should-ve seen,

Chasing the wrongs
Losing the rights
Blaming you own
Digging your faults;

Letting the Dark
Deep clouds
Veil you
in their shadow;

You let,
Sadness to grow
Depression to follow
Dabbing lies on lies
Rubbing sentiments
till it flies;

High above
so above
You lose your sight
Yet you go back
Again to the lies
To the dead,
To the hollow sadness
To the excuses
To the regrets
Blaming it all
on this thing called love
Yet, You,
YOU choose to lie.

#RandomThoughts #Musement  #ThisWildHeart  #TheHappyHippie  #TheNotSo  #dongaala #StuckDieAndRotTheHeartBreakers  #MeanMode
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