Monday 3 February 2020

Out of love - 106!

And then I put pieces of my heart together....
to begin the cremation of your memories.
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If I could,
I would teach you the complex art of being simple,
she said to her well wishers.
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The answer, healing, solution,
being lies between
the blue, green and brown.
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Let my fears make love to your vulnerabilities,
Allow your desires to play with mine,
Together we shall create what they have been craving for.
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What do you know about her?
Who are you to tell her?
Have you seen her scars?
Has she shared her parts with you?

No!

She’s, what she is,
You are what you are
Admire her and leave.
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She lived in a world that reeked of sadness,
Yet she found her calm & joy,
In the flowers that lay
Breeze that kissed
Clouds that reminded her of ease.
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When it is all dark,
And you can barely see
The minutest ray of hope,
Remember,
The mildest of flowers too
Stay, stand, bloom till the end
Who are you to give up?
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Have you ever counted how many pixels make a photograph?
Have you ever cared to know the little things the nature does to care for you?
Have you ever done little things for someone which have made you sleep better at night?
Isn’t it all about the little things, that make or break everything?
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But how much can you contain?, they asked.
The entire universe, she replied.
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Pull out those strands of dreams from the cassette in your head,
they are just messing it up there.
PULL OUT,
get rid,
go to sleep.

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