Tuesday 29 December 2015

Out of love - 36!


Dreamer of sorts 
Wanderer of types 
Sinner of various genres 
Where is that 
Magic and spark 
Which it had 
Then 
The spark which 
Is found nowhere now.
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the only thing that prevents you from an ending is a mere hope that pretends to re assure you that somethings might end themselves
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If I could count my blessings, I wouldn't count you twice or thrice. I'd just replace the term blessing with  you, for you are exactly what the term blessing means to me.
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Patterns and confusions 
colours and light 
Trying to bless 
The black and white
World with some 
Happiness and delight.
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Instead of making decisions on the basis of what makes us happy and sad we usually choose to opt for what usually would sound right to the world. 
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There really is no way in which you can understand the way of this world
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Neither did I lose a battle
Nor a business deal 
All I lost were the 
Emotions I used to feel 
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It's solely because of science that logic keeps winning over fantasy and imagination.
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The glitter in it's eyes was gone as it picked up its 5 digit salary cheque.
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It pinched me
Then it scratched
And finally ate 
My soul like 
A wicked parasite 
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