prosaic..

All my life I dreamt of being what I am today.
Today I dream to be like my friend.
My friend dreams to be like me.
Sometime somewhere we will find solace.

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If I would have loved
a little more than
you had expected of me

or if you would have expected
a little less
just a little less than I had loved u

the heaven would not
have gone back to the sky.

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Now I am tired of
dull routine of the world.
Let me celebrate
even
be it sorrow.

Let my heart be that instrument
which could sing only when it breaks
and from every broken piece
let me hear the silent tale of my life
that was once a song.

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I dared to dream….
In my dreams I saw my tomorrow.
I saw my yesterday
I saw everything but this moment.
Humming of mosquitos made me awake…
I regretted to have wasted my precious time in daydreaming.

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I wonder why someone will kill himself
They say “you have to fight with life”
Then I realize its nothing but a deep sleep
As sleep is the best bridge between despair and hope.

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Chilly misty December dawn

From inside the blanket
I only wish to go out
and share
the beauty of solitude on the street

The hazy skyline
holds out
obscure version of a morning sun

like malady of cool breeze.