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Of Cities and Love

Have you ever have had More faith in a city Than you have had in yourself? Like you know that Come what may, Whatever it is that pulls...

Options

Who listens to the listener, though? Is it the ones who very rightfully Decide to pour out their mind To the listener and feel light at...

Sunsets

But what if I Don't get to see the sunset The day I die? What if I miss The resplendent Orange, yellow, blue Hues of the sky Minutes...

Are You Happy, Baby?

Your fingers tracing Down my spine Then back up till they reach The nape of your neck Before you take them On a trip down from My chest...

Sundays

As a ritual, on Sunday mornings, I would wake up at six past eight In the morning round the year, (Now don't ask me why I wake up Exactly...

How Does My Poem Smell?

My poem reeks of Pretty flowers and Happy smiles, Even though my face Keeps the mask on To stop others from Stealing the smile, The very...

How Are You Today?

Today, I am exhausted, I do not have the energy To put up a fake smile That stops you from Asking me if I am Actually doing okay, Though...

The Bougainvillea Affair

Oh honey, You doe-eyed baby, What is it that Fills your mind When you look at The beautiful white Bunch of bougainvilleas That run about...

Missing

i. The glint in your eyes Everytime someone asks you To talk about that one thing You love more than your life ii. The crooked smile That...

A Stormy Malady

There's a storm brewing outside, The sky is shrouded in a color palette Of dark slate gray clouds With a mild hint of a golden ray That...

Summertime Madness

Summer, in all its glory, Brings to me memories Of all the years that I spent Growing up from a baby To a toddler to a kid To a teenager...

Hide and Love

Step 1: Find them from The sea of crowd, It won't be difficult - Their aura will be Brighter than the sun Step 2: Look at them, Don't...

The Name Game

My father's name is Jaya, And my mother's name is Nihar, So when my sister was born And was to be named, For whatever fuckall reason My...

Glitched Songs

As a self-proclaimed True-blue ninety's kid, Growing up, I walked around with A Sony Walkman That turned into A cheap MP3 player, Which...

Can You See Me?

Hello! Can you see me? I mean, it shouldn't Be that hard to notice, I am standing right here, In blood, flesh, and bones, Screaming my...

The Fiendish Nurse

On a regular morning, The walk from the main road To my house is like A walk on any normal road To any mainstream destination - Vendors...

How Does It Feel?

As a person deeply devoid Of warm and snuggly hugs, I end up wondering how often Do people hug someone Who clearly, desperately needs...

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