Nightmare Of A Summer Painter!


Nightmare Of A Summer Painter
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Nightmare Of A Summer Painter!

He was afraid

The pitch was going to be drained

Where time became irrelevant,

Vision had lost its lifetime fuel,

Lyrics of the prime song became insignificant

Bounded by explicit or maybe, implicit rule

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The summer painter wondered all night

Thinking about the winter road,

Discoloring the substantial amount of ride

Just to sleep in the dream store

What to catch, where to hide

Struggling with overflow of ideas at the universe core!

An Awkward Confession


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An Awkward Confession

The wire of sentiments

Are filled in the people’s heart

They teach you so many lessons

But failed to process on the real quad

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While putting the armour around their waist

They seek to believe on all those positive signs,

But when it’s time to fight

They will run back to the simple life

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Huh! It must’ve been hard to

Make a void in their loop

With a pint of truth and cowardliness

They seem to be happy by peeping through their hoop

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Between ‘The Sour Taste of Success’

And ‘The Juicy Sweetness of Failure’

They choose nothing.

And they sing a wishful song during their tenure

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You could sip your plain coffee

By ignoring a spoon with a big sugar cube

Just need a bit of courage to dream

and avoid the future-awkwardness of facing You?

An Affectionate Syndrome


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An Affectionate Syndrome

Mystified by the churning totem, oh beauty!

Someone must defy her existence.

What are you, a wonderful serendipity?

In this life, I must magnify your presence.

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I always confine myself to swim in this sky,

Wander naked and whistle for the ‘Mango Tree’.

But given the circumstances, I comply and fly.

Memory makes me want to jump again and be free.

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The dilemma of having you becomes inedible jelly.

Deep inside me, it must implode.

Oh, I still adore you for complementing my wishful journey!

Regret – why didn’t I meet you before?

An Innocent Confession


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An Innocent Confession

You seem distracted,

Mind if I tell you a story of an endearing girl

Who never knew that fact might be unfolded

And her whole world would be going to diverse?

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She asked me to have some patience

She said,

“I will surprise you”.

Her big, tired, innocent, smiley eyes tricked my words

And I said,

“Mind if I tell you how much I love you?”