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Your childhood giggles from off the basement of time, you are happy somewhere back in the line, down at the floor of your expanding age,it's just you but you are jealous because it's you but it's not you now.

-tabish.j

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I wrote a dozen of letters dreaming that words would sail the sea and reach the shore.But, words submerged the paper, all words swept off from all sides.

I called it poetry and they called it landslide

-tabish.j

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i seed out envious people off their false pericarp of admiration for me.They are not of "pomegranate" ,no they arnt , If pome subtracted- a granate- they may be.

I seed out all, i deselect-and declare my denial to germainate the rot .

-tabish.j

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Our memory is bothered about someone else's memory, somebody out there has forgotten us.

-tabish.j

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All words swept off from all sides,I called it poetry and they called it landslide

-tabish.j

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You're so immersed in your grief that happiness feels an exotic species of emotion now. If i could ,i would imbibe joy with guts to colonize your sad sad heart.

-tabish.j

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Look at you, you're like a suitcase with a heart- always yearning for a hand to hold,always yearning to be carried.

-tabish.j

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Awestruck by the snow laden earth, what ice could freeze your heart ,none but you.

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It's liberating to not expect, there are unbound unexpected opportunities waiting to hold your hand, for you to fixate over the possibility of anyone keeping a promise - of staying,of walking along,of being a friend at heart.

-tabish.j (you learn it later or sooner, life is fatigued by constant expectation of a wind to not pass by)

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There's a dream I am in and that's the dream I don't get out of. Have you known the torment of never really finding an exit.

-tabish.j

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It's fine,if it isn't it's always going to be fine after raising the threshold of your endurance.

-tabish.j

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By folly ,people mistake grief for their offspring, they do , they do. They invest their life over the upbringing of grief, it grows way too bigger than the one who parents it.

-tabish.j

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