Mirakee
You ignored me
So don't ask me why I changed..
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Escaping reality. I found my voice between letters.
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Should I stop writing?
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I wish I can ignore you like how you ignore me.
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Maybe we don't stand a chance,
It's sad but it's true.. -
I had yearned so long for you to love me,
even if it was fake love.
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alowdyaskies_
12w
What if the person you love so much right now, turns out to be someone else's future?
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Happiness?
HIM.
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How can I miss someone I've never met?
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alowdyaskies_
13w
He deserves a normal life
While I deserve a life away from pain.
That's the truth about us.
We get what we deserve
By being away from each other.
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alowdyaskies_
13w
Loving someone doesn't always mean you have to fight for them.
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On a blank page of my heart,
I sprinkled a few rhythmic beats of words,
And
It started framing symphonic verses
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I couldn't complete all my incomplete drafts because I'm afraid, the ending lines will miss your presence in them.
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My feet;
they are good
at walking away
But this heart hangs on
to the tiniest thread.
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The weather forecast
didn’t warn me about
the storm, unprepared
I got drenched in the
rain of bitter sweet
memories as graves
were dug and skeletons
of past sprang to life.
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As I fall
in the arms
of night
and drown
my body
in nothingness
I will let my soul
leave my body without
any burden of today
I will set my mind free
from entanglement
of thoughts.
I will let bones rest
and leave scars to heal
So, when I wake up;
If I wake up
To a new day
I will smile at how
I was enough for myself.
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No one will know the complete story
Some I hide; openly in pages white
Some just bloom in colours fragrant
Others just shrivel valiantly to afterlife
No one will know, no one must know
The anecdotes from our darkest night.
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Words have their way
Sometimes like a river they rage
At times they trickle down to droplets
In pain they pour over
In agony they smother
In love they smile
I have seen them smile
Words have their way
But these days they seem to be away
Path towards me be found, I pray.
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Reading transports me to a world which
is beyond mine. I have a deep intimate
conversation(s) with them. I become the character I read about. I feel, understand
them; their sorrow, the joy, the confusion,
the flavours, the lessons and the learnings.
But when I return;
I become fully aware of who I am;
the person I was and the person
I am becoming.
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pranat03
14w
he loves her
just enough to
keep her in his
poems but
not in
life.
©pranat03
