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Bandhabhuin, Pallahara (India)
There are times you visit a place and you stand in awe. The amount of details you see before you makes you wonder how much of it can you really absorb. And remember. And of the amount you absorb and remember, how much of it really matters. And how you let it matter. The height…
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When They’re True
I can’t stop thinking about words, And how they become So much more. And if you’ve been with them Long enough, It matters, Even how they look. There’s a right time for them. They come like thoughts. Like dreams. And feel true. Some, you will remember. More than faces. There are words that occur Like events. At…
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Unblighted
What about our melody? Do you remember, How it goes? Do you know your way Back to it? Back to where we got stuck, Back to me. Will you be back for beginnings? I’ve asked time to wait. Hearts to be patient. Pain to evanesce. For you. For the smile, You wear in eyes. For…
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Knowing Better
I am leagues behind, In knowing about pits I am in. Have always been. I am within, It’s mostly dark here, Because I’m in too deep. You wouldn’t know. So I wouldn’t. Know what you do. See what you see. About me, About a person, This person. Because I’m busy In being me I am…
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In The Middle Of The Night
There’ll be moments Fighting mortality, Waiting for you, telling no one. To no one Shall cater the cries, And the past Shrieking into the silence Of broken dreams, Of broken strings, Deep into time. Deep into sands that swallow half-shells, And half-memories, Half-forgotten and half-alive, Half-lost in hindsight. Only to form again In disjointed halves,…
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Party of One
It falls out of place perhaps when you have had too much talk with yourself and suffering from a loneliness that can’t be peopled out. It is when thoughts turn into whirlwinds. Some mild, some loud. Some to glorify the essence of life, some enough to consider ending it. Thoughts are a bitch. Guiding everything.…