Break Up-I
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Sathya Narayana
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A month afterthe cruelest cut on heart
after days of wheezing simoom inside
now the storm settled.
I no more miss you...
I no longer wish to see you...
your flowery smile,
your musical voice...
your dense feminine scent!
I asked the light,
begged the nature
gathered from the tender breeze
and filled my heart
with all colors, forms and scents.
They solidified into you.
They became you
and you became I.
I no longer miss you
I no longer miss you.
Bu şiiri puanla
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