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 Jan 2018 Sourodeep
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Someday
 Jan 2018 Sourodeep
ryn
Someday will come for us.
Till then our blemished secrets
and tarnished dreams only lay in wait.

Our hands may now yield nothing...
But “someday” sleeps quiet
at the back of our minds.
Awaiting for enough time to elapse.

Someday can never be rushed.
It can never be summoned.
It will come when it comes
and when it does, we’d hardly notice
it’s arrival because the anticipation
and longing will be replaced by overwhelming happiness and relief.

So wait...
It will come.
Someday “someday” will be today.
On this night let’s take a walk
together just you and me,
holding hands we’ll count stars
with a kiss for each, we see.

Down a path, into a garden,
lined in Queen Anne’s Lace,
we’ll make beautiful memories
those that even time, cannot erase.

Loving you is like breathing,
true beauty of a heavenly design,
just as our seeds of love were sown,
forever into a growing vine.

As angels sing of beautiful love,
filling the sweet-scented night air,
a Joyful melody of sound,
reveals the love we share.

On this night let’s take a walk
until the sun meets our star-filled eyes,
and then when the stars twinkle and shine
we’ll walk again through paradise.
 Jan 2018 Sourodeep
The Dedpoet
That silence is a drop
And the echo ripples.....

     Fall upon the deaf solitude,
I speak to myself
In a room full of eyes
shut away from everything
    And you are all online.

The doors do not open
In a pathway linked by
By hands that reach but
Only the eyes can touch,
    Where are you now,
    A notifications heartbeat.

And the silence is
And isn't because you were
there I never got to hold u.
   Speak to me,
Send priority,
   Click, wait, the silence
In no one's pesence.  

Alone with everybody,
Truly offline in world wide web.
 Jan 2018 Sourodeep
The Dedpoet
Enter by the eyes,
The sudden fluids pour over
Into your splendor,
Depths in combination
Like weaving the solar *******.
I died into you,
Your eyes escaped the palace
And the ****** laid to rest,
Woman.
Into the cryptic silence
The eyes meet and the
world disturbs
The Passions of youth
And poetic gestures
Fall away to the Blood,
A sacrifice to
Youthful endings.
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