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It was a battle we both lost
All that back and forth
Up and down
And everywhere
And down to earth
We fell in love
It feels so good
It never hurts
Oh, we tried to fight it off
Our breakups never took
For we are meant for each other
We just cook
 Nov 2019 Veronika
LLillis
The coldest night air
Seems no different than the
Space around the stars.
The mercury is dropping faster then we expected. It’s not quite polar vortex weather yet but the dry air and static warns of its approach.
 Nov 2019 Veronika
saint
remember to never ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever
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compare yourself
 May 2019 Veronika
Saumya
In Arabic Literature Love has seven stages:
Attraction (Dilkashi) ->
Infatuation (Uns) ->
Love (Mohabbat) ->
Reverence ( Akidat) ->
Worship (Ibadat) ->
Insanity (Junoon) ->
Death (Maut).
And I happen to be at the 7th stage everytime you pass by and take one step away from me.
 May 2019 Veronika
Saumya
Untitled
 May 2019 Veronika
Saumya
Treat the cause not the symptom
The Sun gone away
Now the blanket of night
Feel alive and awake
Time of ‘day’ I feel right
Want to go out and play
Others fill up with fright
Don’t know why I’m this way
I was given this life

The Moon casting its rays
A pale hue of gray-white
A new species is made
It’s a fabulous sight
Like a rise from the grave
From dark earth with no light
Sprouting roots; here to stay
Never quit; rather fight

A “night owl” they say
Dark abyss I take flight
Hefty price that I pay
Usually lonely plight
If somebody said ‘hey’
Nightly cake; take a bite
We were one in the same
My dark world could be bright

It’s something we all chase
Like a kid with a kite
The wind swept us away
But that string we held tight
We were scared and afraid
But deep down knew we might
Dividends would be paid
Able to reach new heights
Written: September 27, 2018

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