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Category: poetry

Whoever comes first

Whoever comes first, I would marry you, Either of you since this is where I end. I call it a chance. I call it fate. Whoever comes first, I would care for you, Either of you, since this is where I begin. I call…

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Sometimes

Some of us live sometime, Some of us live always, Some of us live never, Some of us live less. What can I do for it? What can I do then? It was not right, What you did. It was not right, What you…

Love is like

Love is like salt, It creates a taste. Love is like sugar, Do not haste. Love for him was warm and whims. Someone’s love for me was unknown and free. But, then the man who hid all this while under the lid. The man…

Love is not coming my way

Love is not coming my way in forms it exists around my pay. I pay to eat, I pay to sleep, I pay to be happy, I pay when I am sad too. I always pay, when I have none. I pay in kind…

I want to know

I want to know sometime, What made you twist the plot? What made you dislike me? What made you connive against me? What made your brown eyes hollow? What made you not talk to me? What made you feel odd with the Buddha? What…

I hate

I dislike to hide, what I feel, but I don’t feel the tide. I dislike to hate, But then I do hate at times. I hate to let unassuming people Come within, yet I do not hate friends, once were friends. I hate to…

The Crescent Moon 🌙 chapter 25

Sometimes we know by smells, whom we meet? Sometimes we know by the brown eyes Who it was? Sometimes the small gap between teeth Makes it quite clear. Sometimes you smell all of it. Sometimes you smell past smells. Sometimes you smell questions Sometimes…

The full moon

The moon rises to shine, The wolves raise their head to whine. I spent ten years in struggle. Taming many tails that waggle. I spent a lot of time knowing good from bad I spent a lot of time knowing bad from good. I…

I wished

For my grandma Amidst the dance of furtive chances, I wished just once, wished to be with you like the day, to dance with you in the rain. I wished to be by your side always, not like the night creeping quietly like a…

Tears are good!!

Tears are good!! Tears are good, really they are, indeed. Tears are better than smiles since they show you your own, and those who are pawns of The world, clowns behind the bar. Tears are a window when your vision is blur, yet you…