TIME-KEEPING..

The biggest fear of all..

If only, we could all practice to get rid of the way in which we ourselves start acting like a stopwatch, would we be able to enjoy every fraction of a moment, to utmost.

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The reign of terror…

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Her rattling teeth,

Her shivering feet..

Were all evident of her victimized being..

He is a monster who sucks her ecstasy every time,

She has started to hate not just the night, but also the broad day light..

Is he a Dracula whose higher purpose is to drink her happiness?

May be he doesn’t show anyone, but her, his disguised appearance..

Why is she always hiding behind the veil of fear?

Her heart sinks every time she is reminded of his terror..

Do vampires possess hearts too?

Guess, he lost his, back in the blues..

“No body is born evil,

The atrocities turn us into a devil”

That’s what he told her,

when she was choking on her own vomit..

But why did he let her ruin to perils?

That’s Coz her only fault was that she had fallen in love with a devil..

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For he, who…

For he, who has seen sorrows would know the true delight of happiness!

For he, who has been alone for a long, would know what it means to be in the company of some one!

For he, who has seen death from a negligible distance would know the pain of losing a loved one!

For he, who has seen tearing struggles, shall rejoice in the leisure of success!

For he, who has been waiting for years, for some change to happen, would know what is it like, to be patient!

For he, who has seen the heights of animosity, shall find the depths of peace!

For he, who has loved with all he had, knows the feeling of being deprived of that!

For he, who has been through the traumatic testing times, shall reach the pinnacle of contentment!

For he, who has given into unmatched levels of endurance shall dwell in the true essence of selflessness!

For he, who has loved and lost, is well versed with the concept of impermanence!

For he, who has understood the true meaning of life and has devoted himself to the highest form of purity, shall rise above the crutches of life and death!

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Memoirs of a lost love…

FROM THE DIARY OF A DECEASED..

She had a shining future waiting for her at the doorstep..

But she still felt shallow, coz he never realized her significance..

A life distorted..

Since, she just couldn’t sort it..

What mattered the most to her, was nowhere to be found in his priority list..

A few moments before she was taking her last breath..

She told him how much she loved him..

Still wondering! Only if he knew that he had snatched away all her reasons for living..

There was no pain and no grief to be seen on their faces..

But, just a numbness in senses that pervaded all their phases..

He claimed to be too bored, listening to her for over the years,

that he couldn’t resist shouting on top of his lungs..

She was too dumbstruck to figure out what went so fucking wrong on her part..

The last thing he did was to throw her out of his life, like a mere piece of trash..

Little did he knew the deeper implications of his self-centered acts..

The next best thing he unmistakably invited for himself,

Was a lifetime of regrets waiting for him ahead..

So many broken dreams were lying there on the floor, a million of shattered hopes, that still echoed..

The only thing she longed for, all this while was to get a time machine..

So that she could go back and edit the phase when she lost him..

But alas, she was no Cinderella or snow-white to witness a miracle in her life..

She was just a common girl, who, on her departure, had learnt the bitter truth of real life..

That unlike a fairytale, not all stories have a happy ending and love alone doesn’t suffice, when it comes to real life merry-making.

She could only thank him for showing her the world for real..

For letting her overcome her fears..

And for breaking all her myths that had been long protecting her…

Who would have ever thought that, they, who were once considered an epitome of everlasting togetherness,

would one day end up stabbing each others back and cursing one another to the worst form of death..!!

Fear..

One of my first ever compositions based on the 
pattern of "Cinquain" style of poetry. :)

fear
driving force
restraining , abstaining , worrying
killing opportunities , yielding nothing
dismay

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