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Vishal Gupta Nov 2017
Storms of turmoil around
and shackles on brain.
Let me learn you.
Little more today.
For I'm wordless. again.

Drenched, less arid now.
But, more achromic.
Let me borrow your hues.
All the shades at once.
For I'm faded too. today.
Vishal Gupta Nov 2017
Be like the raindrops.
For they fall again n again.
Hundreds of time.
and each time they fall
They evaporate and rise up.
Until the clouds take them,
to their destination.
They never opt to settle for less.
being hopeless.
Vishal Gupta Oct 2017
Be my moon.
and witness. how I shatter into millions of stars.
for only they can be with the moon.
and sun is distant in spite of loving it.
Vishal Gupta Oct 2017
It must be the moon.
for which. sun changes.
its directions. from east to west.
But, finds no signs of it.

//Sun //moon
Vishal Gupta Oct 2017
The heart often aches
and i feel. If it's the secrets.
I carry. makes it heavy.
Or it's the lies. I had told.

Or it's the truth of my love.
Vishal Gupta Oct 2017
If you can't be my love,
Be the wave to my shore.
It always comes back.
Once in a while, definitely.

                   -be my wave.
Vishal Gupta Oct 2017
My silence, haunts me. seldom
shelter me in your screams.
for they won't let me feel alone.

                     -your screams
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