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[431] Too Close To The Sun

April 13, 2021April 13, 2021by Rahul Gaur7 Comments

𝐈 - 𝘍𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵/𝘈𝘮𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯⁣⁣In a dreamer’s dream⁣you arrived within a time storm⁣nudging me to my fate⁣and I followed you up⁣like you were Icarus’s sun⁣⁣𝐈𝐈 - 𝘍𝘢𝘭𝘭/𝘓𝘰𝘴𝘴⁣⁣A falling dream ⁣is a common occurrence⁣for beings without control⁣for birds without wings⁣for dreamers without reality⁣⁣𝐈𝐈𝐈 - 𝘍𝘪𝘳𝘮/𝘓𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨⁣⁣In a dreamer’s reality⁣I meet you again ⁣I finally realise the tender thread between⁣being [...]

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[421] Melancholia

April 3, 2021April 3, 2021by Rahul Gaur9 Comments

The act of wanting consumes⁣my mind so much that ⁣I never realise what I really wanted⁣ after allLosing myself at the ends ⁣of her fading footsteps⁣and the silence left by her echoes⁣and the echoes left by her silence⁣I only end up imitating my wants than ⁣really know what I wanted at all⁣The melancholy monster consumes [...]

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[418] Frequency of The World

March 29, 2021March 29, 2021by Rahul Gaur12 Comments

Uttering thoughts aloud⁣lessens the vitality they hold⁣It strips them off their novelty⁣or does it only reveal their true nature?A life inside the mind⁣is the control we seek outside⁣And when it all seems to make sense⁣we are only really fooling ourselves⁣⁣A little learning is⁣not understanding ⁣It doesn’t precede⁣ruminating over knowledge⁣to test out its bulletproof form⁣as wisdom [...]

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[399] The Shadow King

February 13, 2021February 13, 2021by Rahul Gaur17 Comments

I’ve tried all advice⁣⁣Still tumbling down with a smile⁣⁣Cries of whisper ⁣⁣finds nothing of consequence⁣⁣Delirium morning and ⁣⁣a sunset that ⁣night ⁣forgets in a blink⁣⁣⁣⁣I kept thinking⁣⁣I’ve kept myself ⁣⁣from her concerning eyes⁣⁣but i remain an open book to her⁣⁣maybe our shadows talk ⁣⁣to each other at night⁣⁣An epitome of empathy⁣⁣I am healed for a [...]

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[395] Invisible Wall Between Us

February 2, 2021February 2, 2021by Rahul Gaur6 Comments

Touchdown depression ⁣cherries on top of my heavy head⁣Solutions in the banned books ⁣linger in my purposeless walks ⁣My movement holds my secrets ⁣but I choose to guard it with my stance⁣⁣The last matchstick ⁣couldn’t save my world ⁣from drowning ⁣My spruce nerves cause ⁣havoc in my neurotic brainAlone, the only word that remains ⁣⁣Silent [...]

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[393] Under The Spell

January 28, 2021January 28, 2021by Rahul Gaur1 Comment

Blurry shadows ⁣My past haunts ⁣I’m feeling worst ⁣for the last time ⁣Feeling the present ⁣for the past now⁣I learn it all ⁣to pass out⁣⁣Epiphanies lost to ⁣the morning of patterns ⁣and a sunlight⁣It snows down⁣on yesterday ⁣Am I in a dream ⁣or a void now?⁣I forget it all ⁣into the white ⁣⁣Heaven tastes like [...]

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[391] Were We a Dream or a Nightmare?

January 23, 2021January 23, 2021by Rahul Gaur13 Comments

It's likely she's living in my dreams ⁣I need to travel through several dreams before I wake ⁣Lively eyes of a troubled wildling⁣who seeks passion in the night ⁣In a bid to escape her past⁣and a hope to touch the future ⁣and to sculpt itbecause she couldn’t ⁣before⁣⁣When you can be whatever you need ⁣I [...]

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[388] A New World Dawns

January 15, 2021January 15, 2021by Rahul Gaur15 Comments

Inconsistency is something I have been battling lately. I give too much power to my mind to wreak havoc with its lazy and destructive patterns. Control is what I seek and the more I seek it, the more it evades me.⁣⁣⁣⁣The next step in my development would be to capture consistency in my writing and [...]

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[381] Why We Write

December 25, 2020December 25, 2020by Rahul Gaur18 Comments

I write what I deny to think in my own head. I surprise myself as I watch these thoughts become real. It feels like someone else holds the pen and writes things I didn’t know I feel. He writes all that I thought I conquered but all I did was, lose to it.⁣⁣It’s a reminder [...]

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[372] Know Yourself, Know Others

November 20, 2020November 20, 2020by Rahul Gaur20 Comments

How many times have you observed  people in their private spaces alone and being their honest selves? There’s an ease or a disquiet  consuming the way their body moves We’ve probably only watched ourselves  in those private moments and we know how different we would behave if there was another person amidst our environment  so [...]