Fallen

I have completely fallen for you,
Everything you do,
Everything you say,
Everything you are.

You’r my first thaught in morning,
You’r my last thaught before I fall asleep,
And you’r almost every thought in between.

You have no idea about the amount of happiness,
That you brought in my life,
Which is even more precious than the mines of gold.

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Having best birthday ever!!!

You’re a real sweetheart.
You’re a spoonful of sugar,
a drop of syrup and a dot of honey,
Have the sweetest birthday ever!!!!

This is a virtual hug and a kiss for your birthday, in the form of the lovely Poetry for you.
Here’s wishing that you get the warmest hugs and kisses from friends and family as you celebrate your birthday today.

I am gifting you a bag full of hugs and kisses on your birthday,
Not in the expectation for the something in return,
But to feel you the special my dear,
And the smile which comes on your face after going through this,
That’s my only expectation.

Every second, every minute, every hour, every day – these are the only times I think about you. 

Isn’t life ironic? I am celebrating the countdown towards death,

Of the same person without whom I would be unable to live life.

And not in last wishing you the same as others,
Having best birthday ever!!!

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Sudden Action

I feel like l have known your whole lives,
I didn’t think that I have ever been connected with anyone like the way i have been with you,

When I looks into your eyes thats i feel it,
That sudden sense of hope give me hope,
You make things okay,
No one can do that for me,
but only you bcz you are some special.

Its crazy bcz even i don’t know,
when you became so important to me,
Its like watching sunrise,
You see the orangish color adding up,
But when suddenly comes out clearly you don’t know,

And finally you are confiscated by the rays,
And its over,
And you are like rays which confiscate me my baby…..!!!

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ThErAuPtIc…LoVe-VIII


But regardless of how quickly you left,

 or how much time we spent together,

 or whether your leaving was bad enough to be considered ‘heartbreak,’

 I’m glad you taught me what love isn’t. 

Because it helped me finding the love ,

which I expecting from you. 

Even though it hurt, but your leaving must

 led me again to the deadliest person .

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ThErAuPtIc…LoVe-VII

And the question I ask myself a lot is,
if I barely even knew you,
why did it hurt so badly when you left?
That’s why I don’t like remembering you, because every time I think of you,
Unwillingly my mind think of how you hurt me,

Can you change this??

What…….if yess,

Then please my dear provide me the treatment……

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ThErAuPtIc…LoVe-VI

I barely even knew you so when I remember you,
I shouldn’t be so sour.
I’m not one to harbor always positive feelings, but I think if there’s any positivity within me most of it is harbored with you.
And that’s the thing,
I even i don’t know  ,
because you came into my life with cyclon,
but the way you left still hurt.

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ThErAuPtIc…LoVe-V

I barely even knew you,
so you really shouldn’t matter.
I shouldn’t do a double-take every time someone who looks like you sits across from me on the metro.
I shouldn’t be worrying about what will happen if I run into you when I visit a part of the colony I know you frequent.
Your existence shouldn’t concern me,
but for some reason I just really don’t like being reminded that you and I were once a thing.
Is it the right part for me or not,
Just confused……..!!!

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ThErAuPtIc…LoVe-IV

I barely even knew you,
so why is every memory of you and I together stained with regret?
Why can’t I just completely forget you?
How the hell do you find your way back in?
I wish I were more like those little ant traps you stick around the house.
The ants flock in only to find that what they’re attracted to is poison,
and then they take that poison back to where they came from,
their colony, and they never come back again. That’s really morbid,
but I really do wish I could just forget you ever happened.

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ThErAuPtIc…LoVe-III

I barely even knew you,
yet every time I walk by that lame where we met,
the one with an absurdly long cocktail and way too many gathering ,
I silently cringe.
I hate when anyone suggests me to go there, not because I associate it with you,
but because that place just sucks bcz of dirry gathering.
It’s like we were meant to meet in the worst situation known to man kind.
Now that I think about it,
there was a blizzard that time internally.
You should’ve just stayed in.
That was the omen (friend’s)that warned me,
But instead of this i’m going to get hurt myself.

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ThErAuPtIc…LoVe-II


I barely even knew you,
yet every time my friends and I catch up,
you somehow come up in conversation.
Every time I think about my first day in the school,
I remember that god damn you helped me build when I first moved in.
My feeling full of attitude first time crashed,

 it’s like he was trying to rid away the scent of you,
mark with the territory of something new.
That was left by a dumpster not too long ago, 

throwing it away was somewhat therapeutic.
I hated everyone except myself before this time.

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