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[147] Falling Stars
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Yesterday feels like tomorrow when you’re stuck in a routine Sleeping feels like waking and dreaming feels like living Your life is muddled up in a series of activities meant to soothe you into a slumber of having no sensations finally They say love helps you find your home or the idea of it because you still…
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[146] To Better Beginnings
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I remember carrying the disappointment of today to tomorrow with the added baggage of guilt of not doing something about it yesterday To all my coping of adding humour to my demons or to all the mechanics of my defences that lay all your faults ahead of mine I am disappointed Sometimes I think about…
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[145] A Visitor In Your Park
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The air feels heavy when I feel your presence around even when I know you’re not around I think the grudges we hold weigh more than what forgiveness makes us feel I stumble on our memory as I walk on the same paths of yesterday I feel your presence again in this park like the…
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[143] Guide For Not Reading
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A guide to not reading books. Step 1: Read a book’s synopsis, blurbs and get interested to read it. Step 2: Go to goodreads and check how many pages it is. Step 3: Start reading reviews. NO. Start reading ‘negative’ reviews. Et voila! Anyone else facing the same problem?
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[142] The Aftermath
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All you are now is a tremor in my memory Like the coming of an earthquake but to me just an illusion of the mind All you’ve become now is just a scar on my skin Like an invisible tenant of my body but the one that makes its presence felt once in a while…
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[141] Echoes of Silence
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You left your memories To echo in this empty room Each corner of which hides the fragrance of your lilac breath The walls capture your heels when I held you by the waist It feels as if this is a riverbed of my insecurities This empty room It’s a result of avoidance of my pain…
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[139] The Last Word
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It was one of those conversations where the word “love” was mentioned 31 times where it felt for the first time that with all this distance between us space can feel suffocating too It was one of those conversations where the word “bye” was mentioned 55 times and yet we talked regardless letting every sound…
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[138] Detonation in 3…2..1
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I let my eyes adjust to the dark to let it uncover its secrets to let it overcome me somehow to show the potential of what we become if we give in to the vices and all the temptation that comes with it All your philosophy of life that you neatly lifted from minds alike and…
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[137] An Ode to Stupidity
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The weight of my intelligence weighs on my stupidity and I carry it like an exercise in style but waiting for you to tell me that sometimes intelligence is negligent and some rawness of our mind is elegant where nothing comes out of a filtered brain and all you care is to get that weight…
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[136] Exagerrated Truth
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To substitute for life I create art and in its wilful expression I find myself sometimes lurking in the corners of nowhere lost and fearful of what lays ahead but still holding on to what good lies behind Entangled in the mood of Tokyo I create haphazard memories of tomorrow Neon lights droop over my melancholy…
Smoke words every day. 