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Sunday, February 21, 2016

Tiny Tales

Dilemma

She was nothing but a reflection of himself in life. How could he be with some one who's nothing but his own self?
But, then how could he leave his own self?
That hurt them more.

Win and Loss

I fought against them for you and won.
I am here in front of you and feeling lost

Promise

She: can you keep promises?
He: I have made my mother one, I'm sure I can keep others as well.
She: Boycott it.
He flushed the last can he had.


Neverland

She: Where are we?
He: A place/step where others can only dream of.


Aroma

waft from freshly brewed coffee
her just washed hair
of earthy scent after rain
mom's soft warm fulka roti
the musk that he wears
and the lotion on your hands
this world seems like a garden indeed



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