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Siddartha Montik May 2017
seems like I am getting drawn to
the beauty of barren lands and the deserts,

as fiercely as I go in my best efforts
to dry-up every drop of love that never quenches my thirst!
the pain is getting so dry,
I am getting in love with the dryness!

eagerly waiting for a sharp and cold knife
to rip me off..still standing there to fight it off,
so that it just melts down
and then dries-up.. then find my dryness to go ahead! !

coldness is enough.. this coldness
is so enough.. I got so frozen-up,
as much as my wishes and pleads for love!

find no warmth in these
cold hearts.., no warmth,
all good now to go find my place
in the scorching heats,

get burned and be happy
spreading the warmth like Sun,
to every coldest of the hearts,
that might freeze another heart, otherwise!
Siddartha Montik
Siddartha Montik May 2017
Oh Dear Time, would you ever get tired in testing me? ,
for, all I wanted is just not meeting any un-solicited shame!

Oh Dear Honesty, don't encourage me anymore, I shall hold it all for a while,
for, for others, it became surprisingly un-believable!
yet, you my trait dear Honesty, you know we have a deal,
that we never go apart and never end our Love tale!

Oh Dear Fate, would you please care to give different style of knocks? ,
when you show-up with such false hopes, and especially at wrong times?

Oh Dear Luck, I am always surprised on your visits,
for, You never made it to me and left without many sorrys!

Oh my Dear Dreams, I trust you anytime when you come in such eloquence and finesse,
even this time, when you came in a mutated sequence and let me fall in an abyss!

Oh Dear Facts of failure, you sure have every right to mock at me,
but, would you be please, not so loud while shouting at me?

Oh Dear Pessimism, can I request you not to pass by me? ,
for, I didn't yet collect all my whim!

Oh you Dear Death, you cleverly chose to stay away from me,
for, You again didn't want to breach the rules in fetching me!

Oh all you Dear Friends and Onlookers, ask me not any questions,
for it is not any puppet show to get you in awe and wonders!

rather, anyone please teach me how to cry in dignified manners!
Siddartha Montik

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