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someone told me I can't be broken because we were never we.
you were never mine,
I was never yours.

I payed so much attention to what we could be
over what we were,
and now we're nothing.

its like we never laughed together
played together
sang together
or just simply sat together.

we had a together but we were never together.
we had something but now we're nothing.
we were never we.

I hurt.
not because the pain of your absence,
but the pain of what could have been.
another late night poem
 Jun 22 Srishti
lyla
sadness
 Jun 22 Srishti
lyla
i have a sadness lurking in me
the base of every poem i write
the core of my love
as i give myself papercuts
from your letters
and your poems
and i sit quietly
in the shadow
of your starlight.
 Jun 20 Srishti
Arna
"Make KINDNESS your purpose of life in until you find or mark your purpose."
"Until life reveals your purpose,
let kindness be your way of living."
 May 28 Srishti
Arna
Passing clouds...
Soft blowing winds...
Melodious bird chirps...
Lushy green bushes...
Soothing cool waves...
Beautiful flower gardens...
Sunrise and sunsets...
Stary nights...
Calming moonlight...

Little things of nature yet give unknown happiness and sense of peace.
In the quiet of little things, nature reminds us that peace doesn’t shout—it softly stays.
 May 28 Srishti
alia
I stared at the clock—
and it blinked.
Just once.
As if it knew I knew.

Time slipped sideways,
my breath turned slow,
and shadows whispered
where light should go.

Maybe I’m dreaming.
Maybe I’m not.
But the moment paused—
and the silence forgot.
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