May I meet you someday like this,
may there be no rush of saying goodbye
may there be no fear of interruptions.
may all the emotions be poured out
and every nook and cranny of my heart be emptied.
may I hold no regrets within
may memories not haunt us later.

May I never tire of expressing myself
may I find contentment in listening to you
may there be no constraints of time
and may we be bound together as a single knot
you, time, and I.

May I grasp you and drift into a deep slumber
may there be no haste to wake up
may there be no fear of missing a moment
may I get melted on your embrace, and
meld into your wholeness
just as the soul merges with the Supreme Being

May there be no unfulfilled dreams like this
may there be realities that satisfy me.

Someday, may I meet you
just like this.


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I don’t wish to close my eyes
while you sleep.

I don’t wish for time to slip away
while you smile.

I wish to fall asleep by your side
if one day it rains.

I love your white essence,
and also your dark one.

I love when you give yourself in parts,
and also when you give yourself completely.

I love your tenderness,
and also your hardness.

A tiny body,
but a soul of greatness.

A dark past,
but a radiant present.

A deep toughness,
but an incomparable kindness.

A little shy,
but of immeasurable courage.

It's eating me up alive,
Or am I too rotten to be fed?
Alone, inside-out, my head—
Let me out of this horror fest.

Pictures became archives,
Of a repetitive, stagnant time.
Anger manifests itself—
Am I rotten enough yet?

A sharp pain in my chest;
I put on a smile instead.
Juices seeping out, blood-red—
Pages fill my medical files.

Is it supposed to be a crime?
I am my own target.
The old folks lied—
An apple couldn't keep me alive.

Words cut deeper than knives,
Wounds that fester in my mind.
Home to others, not myself—
Am I rotten enough yet?