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Viribus

A pristine kitchen, a well kept house She weeps in a corner quiet as mouse . An imported rouge, hides a bruise A skin beautified by a lightening course . Her skills at darning, a thing to behold She must look smart, but not be bold . Lined with kohl, the doey eyes Make her […]

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Desires

That thing we all crave for, acceptance, validation Call it what you will . That wisp of affection That shapes our realities I craved, till I caved . The darkness in my heart I survived and lit my skies With lanterns of hopes . Empty words, I filled As I willed Till they breathed life […]

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Those sweet things..

When you toil in kitchen for hours, And make his favourite food You know the salt is too much, But he still says it is good. . Your daughter makes you a portrait, Your nose is flat and mouth droops But you still smile and say, Hey, that’s just how I look . Your MIL […]

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Amore

A thundering heart and a calm countenance that hides, agony of parting . A dry mouth and wet eyes, dreams, that erode the lines of the existent and fairy-tale . The elusive looks, hinting of elysiums in his arms, among other places . What passes unsaid, But never unheard every sigh accounted for . The […]

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Heartfelt

I buried my heart in a pot of gold It lay there all gushing and warm, I locked it tight and looked back once At its beating form. . I hide the key in my folds Sorted my alarm, My soul turned blue and cold But there was no more harm. . No pain would […]

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The verity

Both can twist a fate Be it love or be it death Death is but a smidgen kinder A fair, if cold but a just minder Some say, love is a bed of roses A muse for poems and flighty proses But is love really unlike the death An eon of agony; a pre-ordained fate…. […]

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Unheard

Can you hear me? I sigh in your bated breaths As you rise up in froth I lay wounded in your depths I fester in your silences My pain seeks your touch And you see me in your nightmares My form leaves you parched I sit in you, pained As you seek validations And you […]

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Pacific

I have come far from the maddening world that curdled ort of ardors buried And claws gnarled. I have come far It is quiet here, esoteric almost my happy place pain is less so are the voices. The veil of sanity whose value is inflated so the egos are sated a guise, lies shredded at […]

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