Out of love - 104!

They’ll try to shackle your heart with logic,
but should that chain the wings of your dreams?
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Yes, the light inside me broke,
Yep, I broke it myself,
But, did you know when a light shatters,
It scatters into seven bright colours,
The ones which emerge out of your light, your dark, your joy, your sorrow.
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How gorgeous is this pain
Of loneliness, frustration and sleeplessness,
Which refuses to die.
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In this barrage of houses,
may you find a home.
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Fighting turmoils and turbulences,
Warring self and them,
Battling time and guilt of selfishness,
For a dream unknown, passion unfelt,
All because “Do what you love.”
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You lust and drool over simplicity because of complexities unattainable beauty.
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May you find yourself,
Somewhere,
Where there hopefully,
Is no rush.

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Prison of gold,
Is a prison too,
And prisons are
Ugly, nasty, brutal
Irrespective of their material.
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The end and the beginning,
Reside at the centre of
Your being.
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If I die, this moment
Know that it was not,
What you said,
It was about things
You wanted me to believe
And I couldn't.