Gathering thoughts…
the night appears to pass in blinks
yet the dreams hold ages, it seems.
the pleasant stories playing in a thread,
we crave, they never come to an end.
to finish them, trying again to sleep,
the thoughts resurfacing from the deep.
too-bad, the stories refuse to weave,
how quickly we let the gone to leave.
how many more nights will it take?
to get back the forgotten one.
a chance to cherish once again,
what we let go of without pain.
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i dust the dirt off myself, as i walk up the course, under the light of the sky, glowing with the stars. i reach the ridge and set my eyes free, to roam from the moon above to the plain lands beneath. the breeze closes my eyes, my hands run through my hair. the book under my elbow gets pleasantly risen in the air i open the notebook, and take a seat. i realize it's archaic, as…
we never smile at people, thinking it's trivial. never greet upon meeting, cause it's said without meaning. never thought to reach out and stay, because-what will others say? we wanted to help them, there, but will the others spare? never went ahead to dance with our dear, we'll get judged-came this fear. never enough strong was the heart of ours, to tell the right person what…
the air seemed void and no one knew why, even the loudest ones got dazed, maybe shy. the girl on the clouds, yet on floor, seemed as if she would outpour any minute her tears, a galloon, those eyes bear. all the elation, all that frenzy, all the fury that made her crazy. why did she hide them, until today? but not anymore, no way all the eyes stayed glued to her when she tried…
He came to see me, Even if I forgot. He was the inspiration, Behind every lovely shot. He always sat there, Fulfilled and lone. Beholding me gracefully, He jollied and shone. I remember spending nights, Thinking of him on my roof. I crave this gorgeous- He lives aloof. I ask the ones whom he met, Is he the same he seems? The same he gleams? A healer, a hope to me. There are…
