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Would it
help…
If I
replace my daily dose of candy,
With a
fistful of pills?
Or choose
to ignore a green light,
Get
splatt..
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Just another sleepless night...
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Tired of countless headcounts,
Even the sheep abandon me,
My pillowcase, a Pandora ’s Box,
Spews out faces once forgotten,
The wind ..
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I wanted to write, but couldn't come up with a good topic
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At times, being fake is less messy and
convenient than blurting out the truth. I have experienced their miraculous benefits
at various instances. ..
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“How are you?” , they ask.
“Pleasant weather isn’t it?”, they exclaim.
“How do you do?”, they
enquir..
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All the countdowns have come to this. They started off
as months, weeks, then days and gradually went on to kisses, nibbles, whispered secrets, linge..
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Some
days, I miss you more,
Other
days, I miss me even more,
Every
night I hug you to sleep,
And
wake up, with mere pillows, I weep
..
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Many have accused me of never settling for anything..."Not everyone who wanders is lost__ J.R.R Tolkien"
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Veiled
windows, locked doors,
Memories
turned rock-cold,
Granite
galleries of my own,
Deeper
dungeons in my soul.
Loathe
me not, ..
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