Frozen

snow

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In the company of suspended time,
I watch the dripping rain
streaking the panes
determined to absolve the glass.

I’m trying hard
not to spill the truth.
But what is… I dare not tell.

Let cold spell rule-
how it seems after rains in spring.
Pain will throb till sanity can bear.
I feel at home in vacuum. 
Let me be.

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In the company of suspended time,
I watch the rain
streaking the panes
determined to absolve the glass.

I’m trying hard
not to break.
But why… I dare not say.

Let cold spell rule-
how it is after rains in spring.
Pain stabs till sanity bears.
I feel at home in vacuum. 
Let me be.

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Pictured Perfectly

Initial Thought

book-frame stands bedside
with you and me on both sides
stark togetherness.

glasses of our drinks
reflects the merry within
happy together

wonderful times those
blissful episodes of love
invokes countless smiles

tear trickles on frame
stains glass over our faces
cry smudges laughter

forlorn memories
of times of togetherness
stabs me often and again

Second Version

book-frame stands bedside
with you and me on both sides
burning autumn gold

glasses of our drinks
reflects the merry within
cherry trees on full bloom

wonderful times those
blissful episodes of love
chirping birds around

tear trickles on frame
stains glass over our faces
dense forest of snow

forlorn memories
of times of togetherness
wandering in dark

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Stone- Hearted

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Pattern of your intricate, etched on mine;
embossed on soft, was love imprinted.

Deep engravings with a rock or a few,
Reflected a mirage; castle of fallacy.

Springs blossoming on pillars of vain,
Flash of false struck a nerve in me…

My delusion shone, alas, for a moment!

Bedazzled n blinded, I staggered; then fell.
The ground dissolved into dust!

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Changes

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I watched, how the watch moved its hands,
about time; times now changed.
Every second offered another;
when all it seemed that that was the end.
That minute moment I’d earned then,
every minute, will stay grateful.
The hour of truth shall arrive someday…
If only I let this one pass.

I see the clock ticking today!

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White Roses

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More than once, I asked you to-
romancing the act; holding from you…
Would you’ve done that because I said,
or maybe because you wanted to so?

Decades long, craved for as much-
you laughed about it, and all such.
Whoever wants those unless in love;
did you not know I was in with you?

Placing the bunch on my grave,
kneeling beside; but you aren’t my knave!
Why now do you follow a routine,
when I am no more to accept your “take”?

I refuse to let you touch me again,
promised- shall be; doing it again.
You had refused to hold me for long,
wind shall now wither those away!

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