Playlist !


I know its okay with you
for us
to wear not the formal code
yet dance to the songs played
making the playlist of our lives.

The lights of the ballroom,
replaced by the lamp
in the living room,
where you and I
are to sway to the melodies

You and I
& the peaceful embrace,
where I rest my head on your chest
listening to the sweet rhythm
of your heartbeat, as we move
while your lips plant soft kiss
on my forehead.

Dancing to this playlist,
we will forget the pain,
the bruises will heal
just the melody and us
forgetting the dark world
creating the memories
to be remembered until eternal end.


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Eyes locked for a moment.

Hands touched for an instant.

And the heart coloured,

in the deepest hue of red,

halting the entire universe

just in a split-second.




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Heavenly !



When your eyes talk to my eyes,

the whole world stills,

time witnesses and nature accompanies,

the quiet that’s surreal,

inviting each other,

to see what remains unseen,

to hear what remains unheard.

All the other senses ceases,

just the conversation they have,

being exquisite remains,

The love that resides in the heart,

is confessed in that moment.

Yes, that’s what happens,

when your eyes talk to mine !



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Waiting !




This distance between you and I,

feels like light years apart,

yet so close,

with every passing beat of the heart.

beyond the barrier of this opaque wall,

my eyes can see you not,

and if I call your name,

you would not hear my voice.

Despite the age and day of digital, that it is

you and I, deprived of mode of interactions,

hope being a medium beyond any interceptions,

only carried us, all along, so far.

and I count my days waiting for you,

looking forward to the day

to finally see you,

while meeting you.

under this very starlit sky,

where this moon will witness,

a reunion unseen ever before.



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Alter ego !



Laying down on the ground,

in the darkest hour of night.

while the winds too are asleep,

I mourn the loss,

loss of a dream.


I gaze at the sky above me,

jewelled with twinkling stars,

bringing life to the lifeless.

And the moon,

never in solitary,

even on the days, when,

it chooses to remain concealed,

they wait for it patiently,

to re-appear,

Just so they remain,

the perfect companions.

of all times.


Its surreal,

soothing my wounded heart,

for it secretly finds the company,

of the shining light of the night sky,

shedding radiance on its darkness,

guarding it with a beautiful,

white light of hope.



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Full circle !


Sometimes, I wonder,

looking back at the time,

its been months,

yet it feels like ages,

that my eyes had,

felt the comfort of your face,

my ears graced by,

the sound of your voice,

and my hands privileged,

by the touch of your skin,

all of which,

making my heart skip a beat,

every single time.

I close my eyes,

drawing you in my mind,

vividly can I remember

those eyes first,

deep like an ocean.

your nose, as prominent it is

is next in line

and how we always joked about it.

how my hand loved caressing your cheeks,

while you were quite asleep,

is what I remember,

as I draw further,

I end up on the lips, that said the,

most comforting words,

and as I move forward,

I see that illuminating smile on them,

that begins there,

and reach up to your eyes,

completing the entire circle,

the circle,

around which,

every single bit,

of my life revolves.



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Beyond distance !



Don’t fret,

for delusional is the distance

Real is the love,

that we share,

it will endure the pain,

and cross the miles,

with a blink of an eye,

in a single heartbeat.


you let go off my hand,

to grasp me in your heart,


No matter the time,

no matter the spaces,

held in the warm embrace of others heart,

we are tied with an inseparable thread,

until the hour of blissful unison.




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Drenched !



What is looked at,

is what seen,

the vision of your love,

the depth of your soul,

while traversing through thick and thin

along with me.


The gestures you put forth,

the actions you coursed,

spoke for itself;

Silently, yet loud enough,

to surrender,

every inch of my heart, in your name.


Distancing from superficiality,

diving into divinity,

soulful, peaceful and pious,

is love,

is what I found,

being loved by you.





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