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My only aspiration

In the hustle and bustle of the day Surrounded by folks and friends I feel lost, lonely and astray Drifting off or awaking, in dreams and reality My heart’s always aching and my soul’s always praying for you… Suppressing my urges to talk to you curbing my craving to hear you ignoring my thirst to meet you restraining my longing to be with you stifling my desire to touch you I feel fervent and helpless, desperate and hopeless For I …

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Drifting

Drifting like an aimless cloud, resembling a soft ball of cotton in the clear, blue sky Moving in no specific direction I feel peaceful Floating like an unmanned raft concurring with the currents of an endless, wild sea Thinking no specific thoughts I feel joyful Hopping like a beautiful butterfly from flower to flower in the garden of love Smiling with no specific reason I feel cheerful Walking like a goalless vagabond who has nothing to achieve in this lovely, …

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Emptiness

As I wander alone in life Wanting to be needed, needing to be loved Willing to belong, longing to be wanted I see the yawning black sky, and its never-ending vastness Mirroring my heart’s emptiness, concealing its beat’s fastness, but revealing my soul’s freeness The universe seems so pointless Millions of stars shining for billions of years together, making a pretty sight for us to adore at night But is that their purpose? To simply adorn the sky The yawning, …

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A million ways

-I- You say you don’t understand The way I feel for you Listen to my soul’s whispers You’ll discover something grand You say You can’t believe That I love you so much Listen To my heart’s beats you’ll fathom and perceive You say you can’t comprehend Why I love you Listen to my irrationality ‘cos all reasons I transcend -II- I don’t know WHY But I do know HOW I love you in a million ways I know it when …

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Beyond here

Am I afraid of death? No, I am not In fact I am eager for it to take me away To the unknown From where I came I am eager to cross over To the other side Which is my own Where physical boundaries Don’t limit me Where I can love And be loved Endlessly Where no one says Till death do us part Because we never part Where love is not contrived No meanings are derived No, I am …

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