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  • aureate 2w

    Her heaven,
    Her raven

    He heaven
    He raven.

    -Yours You.
    @dopamine
    @dusky_dawn

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  • aureate 2w

    Even if I am crying of my own pain,
    and submerged in my own sorrow.
    I have promised to take yours away.

    Even if I am on my cold death-bed,
    I will make sure you are warm.

    -yours aureate

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  • aureate 2w

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    I described the stretching of your lips,
    how they stopped my breath
    when you giggled at the silliest of my jokes.

    When it all went down with sorrow of your life and mine.
    You said I am the only one who can bring it back!
    Bring back the smiles.
    You said even if it doesn't you still have our memories
    to relive with,
    to smile again.

    I said what if the show is over and you don't feel the same.
    You lose the quest to watch what happens at the end!
    And, you said I won't cause its not the ending,
    it's not the show that I am living for.
    It is you that has adhered me to this world,
    otherwise I'd have left it long before.

    You said you can't describe how happy I make you. When I text I love you.
    You said it gives an unelaborated sensation of joy which you can't decipher where from it comes, but it feels good.

    You said "it'll take a life to forget you!"
    You said all the things, and you said I won't leave.
    Yes, you didn't leave as a body. But surely you did, as a soul!

    Long ago I thought it doesn't matter to be a part of someones life,
    because all people do is leave.
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    I swear I meant it all when I said I am crying please don't hurt me.
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    - a u r e a t e

    #aureate_tale #howcanyoustayinoneslife

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  • aureate 3w

    Love ain't gone.
    Love is near. Ain't gone. Ain't gone wrong.


    If anyone tags the SO CALLED 'AUTHORITIES ' to repost this! I'll block you both.

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    A fi(ne/ght) trade

    In the midst of sadistics, and lustfull eyes.
    You'll see a man.
    A man standing at the bottom of his knees!
    And his eyes bleeding of agony,
    agony what he fetched when he watched you torn.
    He who explains why world isn't a bad place at all.
    He who tell you everything without opening his mouth.

    You loved, and you deserve to be loved.
    With no hands touching you to kill you, with no hands touching you to kill their's lust.
    You deserve to be loved.
    You deserve to be loved.

    -Aureate and them

  • aureate 5w

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    How do you not stay in someone's life?

    How do you stay in someone's life as a memory?
    Pondering over this, I could imagine if its science, it should be explained not only using the anatomy of our brain.

    I remember a water droplet falling from my hair on my nose after I am done with the shower, because it made me happy!
    I remember the monk chanting verses as I passed through that fig tree while riding home from school 6 years back.


    I remember a polythene bag that used to reside stuck on the school gate, I remember that it was a resident there for more than a week, when I was in 5th grade.

    I remember when I was in 2nd grade I was asked by a bunch of junkies to take their cricket ball out, from the mud it went deep. I was bullied, I remember how then my sister fought with them and rescued me before I even touched the mud.


    I remember how I felt foolish of myself when I paid 5 bucks to a roadside magician, when he promised me that he'll show me a trick, later found out that everyone else watched that trick too, just without paying anything.


    I remember how I plunged the scissor on my feet in anger, I remember that I didn't remember anything for a day after that.


    I remember when I fell down from the stairs of my dad's friend's house, and got injured on the back of my head. I remember that I didn't tell anyone home, until they found out when my mother was caressing my head out of affection only to take her hands soaked in blood.


    I remember, I owned a red car that I used to brag about so much, that I slept with it residing in my embrace! And I remember I was the only one to drop it off of third floor when I knew I am addicted to it.


    I remember I barely could open my pinky finger when I was home from school, riding for 15 kilometres straight in 3 degrees, I remember how it felt when I could stretch my palm open wide after hours of struggle.


    I remember staying alone under a haunted tree at 12 till my father arrived to pick me up. I remember I didn't tell anyone about how dreaded I was and I almost micturated my 1½ feet pants.
    I remember if I would've told my mother she would've hugged me because she already knew I was feared.


    How can I not remember the faces then?

    The faces that passed just two years back, just few days back.

    A thing I realized late, remembering a life is easy, than remembering a face.

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    ©aureate


    #howcanyoustayinoneslife #aureate_tale

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  • aureate 5w

    May be,
    my cries are melodious,
    enough of a melody that they keep hurting, I keep crying!

    /aureate

    disunited*

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  • aureate 5w

    Sometimes it is aureate.
    And sometimes, its what he was yesterday.

    /aureate

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  • aureate 5w

    If I started making sense, you won't stay.

    /aureate

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  • aureate 5w

    I know what that kind of confusion feels like when you are caught between someone you admire and whole lot of bad decision.
    -Dr. Carr [MINDHUNTER]


    Almost a start, almost a 12:33 of all.
    @dopamine @sombre @sangfroid_soul

    @sereiin wrote

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  • aureate 7w

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    Never knew rainstorms are soothing.
    We all have admired rain,
    at some point in our lives,
    -but not rainstorms.-
    It is where you start hating the rain.
    She surely is destructive enough to call her by that name!

    Soothing as raindrops,
    screaming as thunder
    and gushing as wind.
    Oh wind! she loves wind.

    Let me put it this way,
    -May be she needs wind,
    to admire her potentials,
    just how multiple raging destruction she can be,
    to herself.-

    As it rained today,
    I could imagine her
    standing in the rain washing away her liveliness,
    she wants to be dead.
    I don't know the reason, but she sure does.
    May be to choose another obsession all over again.
    Isn't life an obsession in itself?

    But if I ask her, she'll stay quiet.
    Quietness! That quietness before the storm starts!
    She then aquivers as if blinking lightening strikes, before she blows that billowing pain out with sounds leaving me deaf for several seconds!
    Yes seconds? Seconds are eternities in her presence!

    I just called her 'dewdrops' in my dreams.
    i wonder how perfectly she can be everything that nature creates,
    and she can be everything that can cause death to those.
    She is beguiling enough to ask one for their life, and they won't hesitate once!
    Daunting enough to ask me to shut up, nonetheless she ends up laughing after it. And, ends up washing away my gloom, as she washed the liveliness I quoted.

    When I am cycling down the road, or listening to an old cliche love song which I rarely do.
    I remember how beautifully it all relates to her aura, in a positive way!

    The road -- reminds me of how one can love staying away from his niche, just to love the dirt.

    The trees -- remind me of, why one can stand alone in the scorching sun and bleeding rain yet with no purpose of serving herself.

    The sky -- Oh, don't get me started on this one! she is the sky above me!
    she is the reason why I believe something that's so huge and intimidating, can have such a fine tuned heart mellifluous enough to put me to sleep in her arms.

    The breeze -- that hovers over my cheeks and glides away near my ears, reminds me how she stops my breath with mere 8 letters. Giving me goosebumps, making me wish to close my eyes till end of the time.

    The songs I talked about, I rarely relate the romantics,
    what I do relate is the purpose with which the songs are written!
    I then do believe that these adjectives can't be false,
    only if it's her for whom the songs are written, and if its me who's writing the song. Here -

    I'll write a love song,
    with the texts you used to send.
    half way through the heaven,
    eternities together we spend.

    yes I'll write a letter,
    so you can bloom in joy,
    I'd kiss you midnights,
    watch jealous birds spy.

    yes, i am so mean,
    i live thousand miles away
    would you still accept me?
    I've got nothing more to say,
    I've got nothing more to say!

    nights full of stars,
    and roses bed, no scars,
    being away so far,

    i will read you sweetest book,
    so broken heart would mend,
    with the liners of your lips,
    my breath droplets would blend.

    I'll write a love song,
    with the texts you used to send.
    half way through the heaven,
    eternities together we spend.

    at midnights, at chirping mornings,
    I'd place you calls!
    we would talk whole summer,
    whole rains, untill autumn falls!

    would you like to see the stanzas,
    in gloom I've penned!
    I've been sinking alone in darkness,
    would you be my friend?
    yes I'd like to be your friend!
    yes, I'd be your friend!

    I'll write a love song,
    with the texts you used to send.
    half way through the heaven,
    eternities together we spend.

    -I wish I had a place to send these.

    Yours, and truly yours.
    -aureate

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    @dopamine @sombre @sangfroid_soul

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