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  • whoabhishek 111w

    #love #pod #diary

    I gotta vibe.

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  • whoabhishek 111w

    I won’t stop sculpting you in the midst of these words in my love songs,
    I won’t stop searching for a place where I can stand,
    where I can love you for a day,
    with darkness and my dark sand-skin,
    Over the death-hour rounding it.
    Till these lightning wings break into fire and vanish like dust.

    ~whoabhishek

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  • whoabhishek 120w

    Tell me you, O’ death,
    Do demons walk under the sun too?
    If not, then what is that follows me,
    when I am the winter, simply searching for my fire?
    Tell me you, O’ dark,
    Can the moon melt the sun too?
    If not, then what is that i mourn for?
    Tell me you, O’ Lord,
    When you can govern my dark and death,
    When You gave me everything that'll need,
    Was peaceful sleep not a part of it?

    -Whoabhishek

  • whoabhishek 120w

    Bury me on land and you’ll see plants of cherry growing through my skull and sunflowers through my chest, I am filled with colors, zillion shades of life run through my veins, don't confuse my coat which mostly have deposits of sophisticated torments of living a life with my vivid skin, which you don't even get to see.

    -whoabhishek

  • whoabhishek 133w

    Cup of metaphors,
    That a trepidation of loss once spilled,
    Have costed these pages,
    Countless Incomplete verses of love.

    -whoabhishek

  • whoabhishek 133w

    Words can't mend, you can't hammer a nail and then request it to come out on its own, you might need to act accordingly, and by accordingly I mean, if you'll hit it like you were, you're doing no help.

    Trust is but a bridge which connects two different types of terrains, can be simply related with two divergent humans,
    Sometimes it's as it is forever,
    Sometimes it's fixed as soon as the people concerned spot something weak,
    Sometimes it disintegrates,
    It's completely adequate if you don't wanna fix it all over again, because it's pure gamble.
    And incase you have an emotional machinist architect heart and wanna reconstruct, read the first stanza again.

    -whoabhishek

  • whoabhishek 134w

    If I walk past you without saying anything or waving you back, please don't consider me a disdainful, scorn laden earthling introvert, for I might be calming down the oceans of my regrets, by washing my eyes with the dolorous water from the stoup I keep secretly in the part of my heart which I display as sorrow immune.

    If I walk past you without saying anything or waving you back, please don't consider me disrespectful, for now this chamber of my emotion gifting organ is susceptible and so these quintessence of my remedies are going mournfully low, hug me, for I might be searching for a better elixir, a better drug, a better antidepressant or just a better me.

    -whoabhishek