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Maunica Kolla Feb 2014
YOU ARE GONE
I gave no reason to complain
I gave away no scerets of yours
I gave it all up and stuck on
But all you did was walk away
And let all my efforts go in vain

All i asked was for you to give a
Little bit of love
A little bit of your time
A little bit of your smile
But you said nothing when i asked,
Why you had not called in a while

Gripping to that part of my memory
Where forever was meant to be
Where promises were meant to be kept
Where we would plod together until we slept

Silence, could never tear us apart
Neither could the space
I still try to think back, try to
Figure out how this misery started
In the first place.

Holding on to the pieces of our memories
My heart is clenched to your voice
I keep going back to us
Hoping one day there wont be any fuss

My ditsy brain still hopes you would come
Back to your senses
Come back to us, come back to me
Come back to that time where
The mornings were all that was meant to be'
Maunica Kolla Feb 2014
Winters bring out the dark so soon
Fog covers the mighty moon
Shivering bodies assemble together
Trying to survive through this callous weather
Layers of clothes wrapped with impeccable grace
Lurking around trying to find a warmest place
Suddenly I crave for warmth and heat
Swallowing the pride and accepting the defeat
Helpless, that’s all we can be for now
As the days pass by, I wait for the end
The new beginning is yet to come
Spring is yet to set its foot
Until then I continue my monotonous hoot.
Maunica Kolla Feb 2014
Flip through your darkest night
Find the glowing hope of light
Inspiration can come from the tiniest thing
Open up your heart and let your soul sing
Rivers drain through the rough terrain
Cross a gazillion mountains and planes
All of them are collected in the wide ocean
They stick along in an inimitable motion
Every morning the flock of birds fly
We lie in our beds with a culpable sigh
If nature doesn’t take a break
Why do we keep our life at stake?
As sand slips through your palm
How could you sit back and be so calm
Look at the world beneath your feet
Realize that your life is rather sweet
Complains pour into our grubby system
We refuse to see the colorful spectrum
Denial is always enjoyable
But acceptance is rather fatal
Maunica Kolla Feb 2014
Obsession
Watching you from distant, is an edgy feast
As you crawl in, like a feisty beast
I am forced to ignore all that’s around me
While the spirits wither and whisper
Tell me that you could set me free
Your tales from the battles
Your victories and conquests
Fascinate me all the more
You aren’t trustable, to myself I swore
Then comes out your witty compassion
That’s when I accommodate you in a whole new fashion
Try to make settlements with my mind
To my surprise, you are one of a kind
So blindfolded I become, wander alone in the woods
Trying to solve these perplexing feuds
You miss no opportunity to haul my attention
You compress all of my growing suspicion
The blend of truth and lie
I want to peek in and pry  
Engrossed into the evil within your heart
Now, only death could do us apart
Maunica Kolla Feb 2014
Down the murky lane
I could feel the anger drain
A sense of relief immersed
It looked like I had been cursed
A string of mistakes that I commit
From time to time, I admit
If not perfect, I could reflect
Try to spot the wicked defect
Confusion drapes my filthy soul
Fear and insecurity have taken a toll
Fighting back seems a sturdy task
A little bit of help, I refuse to ask
Burying the dirt and muck into the ground
In a place that I wish cannot be found
With all this said and nothing done
Live my life and trust none.
Maunica Kolla Feb 2014
There is one thing i wish
There is one thing i want
Something that will last long
Something that will stay
It would be selfless and unconditional
It would be truthful and phenomenal
I would give it all in and stay loyal
I would not lie and be royal
Mere words wont be enough to express it
It would be so deep, that no one could explain it
If I would reach that place, that I wished for
I would want to make it fast
Not in a hurry but be steady
I want to lean on but be independent
I want to be content with that wish
Wonder what that wish could be
A wish that could cease to exist
A wish that could be personified
A wish that could be exaggerated
A wish to fall in love.

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