Tag: love
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Breathless
“One thing does not lead to another”. She said taking a small sip of her drink. “It does” . He said taking a large sip of his drink. “Come on Siddharth! Are you seriously telling me that you’ve gotten carried away in a “moment” and did something you wouldn’t normally do” “I wouldn’t put it […]
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Is the mirror getting old?
She raises her doubts, to the figure in goldAm I pretty no more, or is the mirror getting old?She finds a scar on her face, she looks untoldAm I pretty no more, or is the mirror getting old? She looks at the glass, who looks back at herShe tries some make up, but it doesn’t […]
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There once was a boy
There once was a boy,I fell in love withWasn’t my first,Maybe third, fourth or fifth I followed him around,Fell head over heelsAnd over all aboveHe used to play guitar and sing He had those dreamy eyes,Or maybe just I felt that.He was unlike the guysThat I had ever met. He used to sing and smileAnd […]
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But why?
I can turn around. But why?Maybe look back and heave a sigh.To ensure, I didn’t walk too far.If you’re still waiting, to say goodbye. I can still fall apart. Can I?Hear another truth, hear another lie.To believe nothing mattersIf you really hated, to see me cry. I can still fake a smile. But why? Hide, […]
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Secrets, lies and life around it
Do you have a secret that no one knows of?? Something you’ve stored in the deep bottoms of your heart? What prompted this?? Just another one of those thoughts that turn into a verbal outrage. And also, I’ve had some time on my hand to think and pen this down. So go on, read, and […]
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Guilty Pleasures
It was a usual day. Tanya stood in her kitchen baking chocolate chip cookies. Chocolate seemed to give her a great deal of comfort. It was her go-to comfort food. As the doorbell rang, she couldn’t think of anybody she was expecting. She was more than amazed to see Aditya on the other side of […]
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Jealousy, rebellion and hatred
Jealousy – A Kimo Came across a picture of them, love struck.Jealousy, the green devilStood by my side again. **** Kimo poems are an Israeli version of haiku. Most of the rules are still familiar: 3 lines. No rhymes. 10 syllables in the first line, 7 in the second, and 6 in the third. Rebellion- […]
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Maybe just a bad dream….
I had a dream about you last night. Well, that was new.. I never dream about you.. I don’t even think about you anymore. Still, you were the first guy I ever loved. First kiss, first everything. And yet I wonder, why we never had a first date. About the dream, it was nice..and passionate.. […]
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Red
Red is the color of love. Red is the color of passion.Red is the color of courage. Red is the color of religion.Red is the color of hate.Red is the color of anger.Red is the color of blood. Red is the color of danger.Red is the color of fire.Red is the color of desire.Red is […]
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The beginning of what?
Before you start reading the below chat, let me set a little background. This is set in 2012, in a world devoid of Tinder, Hinge, Bumble, OkCupid, Coffee meets bagel, Grindr, Match, Shaadi.com, blah blah blah. Well I exaggerate a bit, there were a few, but for a fact you just didn’t swipe and get […]
Midnight Musings 