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There is pleasurable pain
There is painful pleasure
It is almost plausable,
How we can completely forget about pain when in perfect leisure
It is completely plausable,
How we can forget about pleasure when fully numbed by pain
In pain we yearn for pleasure
While in leisure we are pain with desire
Pain is painful
While we are ignorant in leisure
We ought to appreciate pain,
As it reminds us to appreciate pleasurable times
While we wish leisure can be bought with dimes
In pain theres cries
In pleasure theres laughs
Those are all expressions of emotions
It is almost funny,
Our emotional impressions against pain
It is completely funny,
Our mental impressions towards pleasure
I want
Happiness
To be
My default
10th Dec 2020

Words have the power
A basket of them
Effective effervescent
Freshly plucked
Quite like the flowers
Fragrant

A garland a bouquet
Maybe, just a few
At the feet of the deity
Even the wildflowers, one sees
Bring peace

Words have the power
Use them freely
Once in a while set yourself free
Many I have known, since ever  
Have chosen the quiet

Locking the fragrance
Flowers wilt
The voice devoid
Locked inside
Into the vast void

Words have the power
Brings in a sense of belonging
Dare to bare, helps to bear
All that is
The voices churning
Deep inside.my head
Are actually words
Waiting to
Get out
And recite
A poem
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