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You might be tired
of chasing the fire
between us
that is continuously fading.
It is getting harder
day by day.
It is true
that we must learn
to love ourselves first
before loving
the other person.
But I don't know how,
I'm sorry but
can you stay
and tell me how?
With repeated melancholy states.
Teach me how
to be happy,
how to cope up
with the things I never learned
from my past experiences.
Change is constant,
that's all I know.
Iloveyou
to the moon and back.
Say hello to my sutured wounds! :)
sometimes i dont show what i feel
but its for the best

everyone i love leaves anyways
I spill my guts onto the page

                            where
                                              has

                                                       my
                          sanity
                                             gone
                                                              ?
You don’t just fall in love,
you get lost in it;
revel in it;
explore it.
You fight with it;
hate it;
then learn
to love it
all over again.
Yet,
much like falling,
the only certain thing
with this madness
we call love
is that you must
someday
hit the
floor.
Nevertheless,
one of these days
you’ll find someone
to catch you;
to be your net
and
       let you
             float
     in complete
harmony
             again.
Heart beating fast each time you draw nigh
No one would question, no one ask why
As birds should be free, we all plainly see
Your bright beauty belongs to the sky
Gwawdodyn form
All Apps Un-installed
Hard disks wiped out
Operating System lost
System Shutdown
RAM cleared
BIOS destroyed
Object Id Retained
ROM info Retained

Hardware burnt to Ashes
Or left for Micro-organisms
Scriptures say, Sages re-iterate
Believers believe, others disagree
Object ID may be Reborn
With new OS and Apps
Or there is another possibility
Object ID gets destroyed
And witness Moksha
Free from further rebirth and deaths

Sorry this poem is not on Computers
But I am sure, it's about Humans
Smart Humans, Mortal Humans
Bound to follow the System of
LIFE, DEATH, RE-BIRTH
Until Moksha comes for Rescue
System. Who Made This System? Could Anyone Hack this System? Bypass this System or Break This System? Really a Big Question
Roses want blood,
delicacy, and
grace.

Flowers want life,
Love, and
care.

Doomed are those
who treat their roses
as if flowers
bleeding
until drought

Long live those
who treat their flowers
as if roses
giving
until downpour
know your botany
You went overboard
For one little me.
Forgive me,
Too broken to see.

For all this while
You wanted my smile.
Forgive me,
Too broken to see.

Then it broke you,
Me not needing you.
Wounded you hard,
Left you scarred.

There’s no payback,
I’m way too broke,
And broken too.
I can’t heal you.

Someday you’ll know
That I knew your love,
And loved you too,
But I couldn’t heal you.
We’re semi solid beings craving different things.
We had a love affair
in the depths of my mind
forever there
until I take
my final breath
her face
before I slip into
an infinite darkness
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