Author: Rahul Gaur

I write to impress you. I write so you learn a thing or two about yourself. All that I am, exists in between these sentences. So join me for an introspective trip to the insanity of truth.
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[292] Death of a Stranger

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[292] Death of a Stranger

Embers falling from a dark sky I can’t find your remains in my head Fading away through the sins i gulp A distant dream i never share I can meet you someday when you come back to me like a seizure You’re the waking after fainting Blobs of people I can’t recognise They’re standing over [...]

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[289] Present as Past

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[289] Present as Past

As time goes on Your spoken sentences break and find haven in my mind as singular words Your whole body language turns to quirks as i become a blank canvas in the presence of you When i’m not beside you i spot stars like you did I count them all like you did I call [...]

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[288] The Untitled Poem

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[288] The Untitled Poem

Running so fast I’m still as the wind caught in a storm which forgets all life and the morality of it all till destruction tears it down A sleepy little town The angel with the horns and an interrupted wail I’ve forgotten any beginning I don’t remember any now The breaking of bones is so [...]

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[287] Avoiding The Truth

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[287] Avoiding The Truth

I operate in unwritten words The silences the glitter and the bursts The moment before the click The dawn before it tricks night into losing the battle of sight I operate in the ashes of the cigarette that hurt the knuckle of her hands The gentle desperation of solitude that a thud of the door [...]

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[286] What’s The Use?

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[286] What’s The Use?

Silences pass me by Words corrupt the emotion felt I see like a caterpillar the first jump of a butterfly I’ve cried, lied, caught myself in a righteous flight only to get stuck looking at the aurora interrupted by a meteoric sky To see beauty all around or the destruction that’s impending? The best worst [...]

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[285] empty promises

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[285] empty promises

A picture so grey, on a broken paper it remains It conjures up a time that held importance but only in the back of my mind Time turned its wheels and it let it drown away it let it bury under the tip of the iceberg Now all I see is a blinking light in my [...]