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My smile is like a neon lightLighting up all aroundAnd drowning out all elseBrilliance in personIt says, “I’m happy!” Yours is like a candle flameA single flicker in the darknessEnveloped in a warm embrace of shadowsGentleness personifiedIt says, “I make you happy.” And you do. *Read my other Love Poetry….
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“Do you remember?” he asked.I was silent for a long moment.“Okay, I understand” he said and he walked away. And I was standing on the dark, shiny wet roadSpotted by the reflection of the street lampsThinking, “Do you really?” Do I remember? When I hug someoneMy arms seems to move…
The Exit
One by one, each one left. Some edged out sidewaysA few had the grace to look sorryAnd others shuffled their feet and looked about nervouslyBefore slipping out when they thought they weren’t being watchedSeveral melted away into the dark world of forgetting and being forgotten But you just opened the…
you forgot to say..
“we think”
“we feel”
“we forgive”
“we move on”
“we let go”
i was in mumbai at that time. the next morning at 7, i travelled through all the stations which were bombed. what struck me was the complete eradication of evidence. nothing could be seen that could incite anyone. no anger. no hatred. no digust. no life. under the surface was an unknown fear. and that was not strong enough to stop them from walking the roads again. is that good or bad?
We get taken for granted…
and we get blocked!!
and….we blog!
Migh as well booze…celebrate the spirit of Mumbaikars.
Cheers,
SK
We booze!
Good to know u r safe!
Smithy … nice to know that u r fine. Hope the same for ur family & friends. Take care.
Damn !!! We do too many things..
😉
..Me
we love
Good to know you are safe…TC!
we suffer…
we lose…
we die.
and
We dont “kill” those bast****
We let them go
– felt gd to knw ur fine.