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#amrutha
Wondrous and momentous, why does this hurt? Evanescence of your taste, as sweet as dessert A delicacy you told me only I understand I can count the times you said I love you on one hand Thoughts of you boil my blood down deep They unfold the lies which succeeded in haunting my sleep A ghost of my past present and future I'll never forget The day that fate decided when and where we first met With just a smile, you savored my attention Just a mere touch vanquished my world without convention
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Apr 9, 2014
Apr 9, 2014 at 8:09 PM UTC
Collaboration with @Amrutha #1
I need to feel your presence find a way somehow through a flame or a hole or a spirit somehow give me a sign I'm fuming this scream refuses to leave my throat my eyes turn pale with your absence I circumambulate your sacred fire but the demons desecrate it swallow the sky in a fury only you can summon clear the grounds I'll be born again like a breakthrough
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Nov 6, 2024
Nov 6, 2024 at 2:11 AM UTC
breakthrough
my roots are firm now the storm stood tall my ascent was steep but I had good company a herd of mountain goats meditative travelers of life and death the awesome peak is in sight now my smile has grown quieter and my heart, a drum that announces rain resounding I've seen the world let me take a seat and put my pen down now my life can begin
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Nov 1, 2024
Nov 1, 2024 at 11:48 PM UTC
Now my life can begin
I've stopped trying now I've stopped flapping my arms and legs frantically and suddenly, I stop drowning suddenly, I'm a leaf being carried afloat to the shore
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Nov 3, 2024
Nov 3, 2024 at 5:31 AM UTC
stop trying
you're only alone when you club yourself with the employees the tgif-ers the rule abiders the girls groupchat from college you're only abnormal when you compare yourself to the smalltalkers the engineers the doctors the selfie people you had this wrong the whole time the miscreants the artists lone visionaries who pay for their brilliant ideas in tears before bed each night one more day gone by undiscovered this is the secret majority making no noise the arthropods of the world running the talent show after the curtains draw close go.
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Nov 2, 2024
Nov 2, 2024 at 1:21 PM UTC
gymnopedie no 1
I don't know what the answer is make a paper ball out of it and hurl it my way before they find out
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Nov 2, 2024
Nov 2, 2024 at 1:19 PM UTC
untitled #1