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March 2016

“Curse to nature : light & dark.”


” He is light,
and in him,
She finds no darkness at all.”

Might you see nothing. The room was a full dark for you. But, I’m the only one who could see the light in dark too.
The light which once you ignited and still sparkling inside me, is the reason behind.

” You made me like this- fluorescent. ”

Every moment of light and dark is miracle. I’m different from world, from you too. You had given me light, that brightens my soul. Although darkness is not completed yet. But I could feel the beauty lies in everything which ever come across to my sight. I’ve the type of power, which pave new paths in dark too. There must be an enlightened light in my inner soul.

I could hear the voices, snuffling quietly, in the corner.
Don’t move,
Even don’t breathe
I’ll realise your presence in me.
Because, that corner doesn’t resemble to any room. It resemble to my heart.

” I have given a corner to you,
Filled with your belongings,
With sparks of new life,
Where no dark left.”

Existence of both: light & dark stays in my heart.
No one ever realise,
You are here- But I do.
Cause, you lighten my darkness!

The only difference to light and dark is;

” To her,
Light is as good as the best
Dark is as bad as the worst.”

you are a ‘curse to nature’ to me, which not letting me stay with light and dark.



Someone once asked me how I know, When I will completely over you.

I replied, “It will when I let him slip away from the crevices of my mind.”

When I stop searching for a hand to hold mine,
When the emptiness isn’t enough strong to take charge on my mind,
Instead, when I’ll be able enough to fill the gaps with laughter and not with sorrows.

When I’ll bandage up my exit wounds and let the doors open for strangers,
Who surely can enter by and leave me by anytime,
And, I’ll no longer fear the day someone may walk out on me.

When my insides are no longer cage by antidepressants and sleeping pills,
for a night sleep.
Instead,when I can help my sleep from my own.

When I again sing while taking showers and dance in the rain,
Cause, You never gonna like me to do that.
But, I like to do so.

When I breathe a little more life into myself,
each time I write about you,and not to wet my
cheeks with tears.

When I find old photographs,
but my heart willn’t stick to them, now.
When It will not ache myself,
even not break me down.

When I hear your voice after 11 months,
and sobbing is not what I only left with.
When hearing your voice not let me sprawl on the floor.

When on a sudden meet, You look at me,
and I look right back to you, unfaltering.

When I feel so much like a home without you,
and not ends up like a graveyard feel.

I’ll completely over him, When I feel myself first and not him. When I barely remember the touch of his hands.
When these uncountable When’s inside me are no more exists!

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