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ellethethinker · 1 month
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ellethethinker · 1 month
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I saw him again
This time in the yellow clothes
Smiling as brightly as ever
And silent
Like every other time
It was afternoon this time
And he was there
for just a glimpse
But I am glad
For every new moment
possible only in dreams now
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ellethethinker · 1 month
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They say silence speaks a thousand words
More stupid words I haven't heard
Maybe who said this first
Should've been silent instead
Maybe then those thousand words silence
Would have made more sense than this
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ellethethinker · 1 month
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Re-watching an episode again and again will not lead to a different ending.
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ellethethinker · 2 months
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So whatever will happen
In the next ten months
Will it make Or break
Be strong
Or burn all to ashes
To be reborn
Keep following the path
Whatever turns may come
And rest, you'll figure it out
When time comes
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ellethethinker · 2 months
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Love comes in many forms
But most will it be
As pick ups and drops
Or the afternoon calls
There will be roses
And letters handwritten
Sometimes home-cooked food
Love is all that, and more
More in your eyes and your hugs
But most in the way
When I see you
Walking with a pace that could only be yours
And my heart flutters.
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ellethethinker · 2 months
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We five
Wandered in the days
And rambled in the nights
Easy conversations
Flowing like river
You all were
The first and only people
That accepting, that kind
It made me rethink
All my other links
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ellethethinker · 4 months
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A slope doesn't lie. It says the truth. The slope, i.e. the change, with passing time or the passing ups and downs of heated emotions, will always give you hints. No matter the real-time offset.
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ellethethinker · 4 months
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The circle
Keeps going on and on
No boundries, yet infinite edges
difficult to escape
endless torment inside
It won't break
Till you stop taking part
The circle won't break
Till you take a step back
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ellethethinker · 4 months
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The shoe rack
When I was in 12th,
or maybe in 10th
You came home one day
and showed me the shoe rack
It was a new one
Wooden and no paint
I got so excited
When you said-
-Do you want one?
-it's just a 100 bucks
Yes, ofcourse,
So you got me one
And I neatly arranged shoes
By the door
In our old little house.
The shoe rack is still there
In the backspace of our now home
Near the washing machine
Not wooden anymore
We painted it red
There are no shoes in it
We got another rack for that
The shoe rack is there
And you are not.
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ellethethinker · 5 months
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It's different now.
And suddenly one day
they show up in your dream
You smile.
When awake
You are happy and sad
For hearing that voice once again
And realizing
You could only hear it in dreams ever again
You scroll through the captures
The photos aren't enough
Why didn't you click more?
While you still had the chance
Why couldn't you talk more?
While they were still with you
Are you doing enough for those?
Who are still here
You force back the spilling drops
Through this blurry vision
You keep scrolling
You miss something
It is the past reality?
Or the present dream?
It doesn't matter which one
Tears are still tears
And heart is just heart.
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ellethethinker · 5 months
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After so many days
I feel happy and alive.
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ellethethinker · 6 months
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Guilt or grief
He is gone.
And I am afraid
Of forgetting the way
He used to call my name
Or that I will forget
His distinct expressions
while talking
How happy he used to get
Over the small things
The unsung hero
I wanted to do so much for him
Although i regret
Not going when he used to call
For the rangoli, or the cleaning.
He is gone now.
And I still can't do much for those living.
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ellethethinker · 6 months
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Took me so long to realize
My Mom is the
Best thing about my life.
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ellethethinker · 6 months
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For the first time
I am scared, afraid
And truly terrified
My heart won't rest
As I struggle to count
The things
that are making me shiver
this instant
The trivial, stupid things
Which were never an issue
Are now life and death to me
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ellethethinker · 6 months
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And so I shall walk on eggshells
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ellethethinker · 7 months
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