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Saurabh Tak Aug 2016
Up the tower,
In Brugge.

On the flow,
In Brugge.

Wander the streets,
In Brugge.  

Kiss a stranger,
In Brugge.

Drink till Dawn,
In Brugge.

Throw on the way,
In Brugge.

*** in the river,
In Brugge.

Over the Bridge,
In Brugge.

Play the *****,
In Brugge.

**** the destiny,
In Brugge.
Saurabh Tak Aug 2016
Hidden is my mask,
beneath my own face.
Is the reality deluding?

Tears coz of a bug,
the bee, wish not flee,
else, eyes wont weep.

Blinding my sights,
I could see inside,
else, the vision play jokes.

Pumping blood in my veins,
the cold heart in warm blood.
Heart, if warm, I bleed.

Warmth of a hug,
if not, I feel,
waver of icy air.

Closeness of a smile,
the company, if not, forever,
I refuse to exist.
Saurabh Tak Aug 2016
The toys, that broke,
The promises those never fulfilled,
Deals, that never closed,
The walks those ceased,
Life is, but, an act of letting go.

The memories, that soaked,
The straw u wanted,
The umbrella, that reverted,
The leg that limped,
Life is, but, an act of letting go.

The nail bites that never healed,
The bite, that resembled a kiss,
The tears that never stopped,
the breaths with steady sobs,
Life is, but, an act of letting go.

Conversations, those abrupted,
'coz of the gleam in your eyes,
Future, that went awry,
All, but is an illusion,
Life is, but, an act of letting go.
Saurabh Tak Aug 2016
He undressed and his scars visible,
She touched them, felt them and held the pain in her touch or tried to
He pierced his gaze into hers
His soul flew past the pretty face and her dark black eyes.

Scars, scars, deep within,
The source of her silence.
Scars and scars, deep within.

He extended his arms to touch
She closed her eyes and turned away
Her soul trapped in the shackles of her past,
Her scars guarding the castle.

But he knew.
Clouds will part and there will be stars.
He awaits for the stars,
To touch the scars, to gaze into her soul.
The moon will rise and the only darkness there will be, will be in her coiffures.

He waited and waited.
And she returned.

Bathed in silver of moon,
Naked, she stood.
Her scars and her screams exposed,
Breaking the walls of her castle.

Naked, she stood, locked in his arms,
He conquered her fears and she in turn took his pain.
Amidst the moon and the stars,
Their souls United, danced among the stars.

He gazed into her eyes and she trapped his soul.

— The End —