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Vishal Gupta Oct 2017
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It must be the moon.
for which. sun changes.
its directions. from east to west.
But, finds no signs of it.

//Sun //moon
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Vishal Gupta Oct 2017
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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.
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Vishal Gupta Oct 2017
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My silence, haunts me. seldom
shelter me in your screams.
for they won't let me feel alone.

                     -your screams
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Vishal Gupta Nov 2017
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Vishal Gupta Oct 2017
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I'll break into pieces.
thousands of time,
for my verses will heal me.
Gracefully...

//broken
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Vishal Gupta Oct 2017
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Some stories end up.
in the dreams.

     - death before meeting reality.
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You (a shadow)...
Vishal Gupta Jan 2018
You (a shadow)...
By the time
I've read you.
completely
and gave you
my whole.

It was only
night. all over.
and you were
not there. then

       - you (a shadow)
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You make me feel seasons...
Vishal Gupta Dec 2017
You make me feel seasons...
Without you each season feels like Autumn. to me.
With you even Autumn turns into Spring.

                (Seasons you make me feel)
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You opt to...
Vishal Gupta Jan 2018
You opt to...
my darkness
falls vulnerable.
against the shine.
of your eyes.

but you opt
to keep them
close.

the cacophony
eco less. in mind
against  the chaos
of yours.

but you opt
to keep yourself
silent.
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Your essence...
Vishal Gupta Nov 2017
Your essence...
My words somehow manage to
wrap themselves in your essence.
I no more wonder why they seem
so beautiful to me. always.
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Your silence...
Vishal Gupta Feb 2018
Your silence...
I wonder if
your silence.
is affixed to
my chaos.

Each time
you impose
your silence
on me.

It triggers
my chaos.
putting stop
to my calm.

Then i drown
and drown,
and drown,
into restlessness.
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