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July 15, 2018
Chennai, India

#mycompliment
No more cradles await me!
Even though life can be two short legs
Poking out from under her second best dress,
I attempt to move between friendly borders.
I whisper and sigh in delight
At the streams of the past I can drink from...
As they bring upon me memories and thoughts.
I remember my first snowfall
as a child,
I was wearing mostly brown skin
wrapped over my bones;
I delight in my friendships
and the many unexplored depths ahead.
I like sandwiches that taste of brief visits
To rooms in the past.
I'm an ice sculpture that refuses to stand on
Frozen ground and
On days when I can't quite get it together,
And the lady is demanding to be treated
Just like the cat,
I can stil...

A MAN'S BEST FRIEND
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July 14, 2018
Noida, India

That’s the deal
Whimpering sobs
Dark curtailed memories
Rushing dread in veins
Cold sweat running on back.
So, the incessant need to talk.
Silence wrecks havoc on senses
It consumes.

©connecting_nicky

A MAN'S BEST FRIEND
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July 14, 2018
 

Memories

The memories piercing through the windowpane,
Leaving her perplexed and insane.
Tears raining down,
But her brain refrain from remembering him.
The dried rose in the diary ,
Described tales of the unknown.
He is a married man now,
But she is living with his memories,
Which are enough to live a lifetime.
Love is not always about staying with eachother,
Its about living with the memories.
Memories of love lasts a lifetime.
By-Enchantingpoetess

A MAN'S BEST FRIEND
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July 13, 2018
 

I still remember that day, as clear as can be. My friends and I were standing in the band hall when a director brought you in and introduced us to you since we were student leaders. I remember standing there thinking, “She’s cute, I have no idea how to talk to her, I’ll let Lizzie handle the social part.”

That week of music camp came, and as the week progressed, I couldn’t take my eyes off the beauty before me. There was an air about her that struck me just so, but I told myself “No, don’t date someone in the section again, that’s a bad idea.”

And that summer I spent some weeks with another girl that amounted to nothing, just before August camp began. And I was down and under.

But when Aug...

FORTIFIED
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July 12, 2018
Noida, India

Tonight, hold me in your arms
Breathe my silence
Let it sync with the rise and fall of your chest
Entwine your limbs in mine
Your fingers playing with my tresses
While I rest my head on your shoulder
And you hold me soft and close to your body
Ensconced in your warmth
There I lie wishing for the night to stay forever
Let this night paint the memory of our slow and sweet love together
Engraving each trickle of sweat, and every whimper in the sands of time.
This night, of all the nights
May not come to rest in the embrace of lovers
For they dream and dreams are meant to be just dreams.

©connecting_nicky

STARS
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July 12, 2018
 

Memories.....

I was the canvas of his imagination,
He painted me with love.
By-Enchantingpoetess

FRESH AND FRUITY
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July 11, 2018
 

Their bare feet had already,
Learnt to endure the rocks.
Yet they know how to enjoy,
The touch of the grass.

Their hardly covered body had,
Learnt to endure all the weathers.
Yet they know how to enjoy,
The bliss of the rain.

Their difficult childhood had,
Learnt to play games with life.
Yet they know how to enjoy,
And win from fate and life.

-Rashi

A MAN'S BEST FRIEND
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July 10, 2018
 

Distant dreams
Blurred memories
Faint aroma
Of burning desires
—the soot of my love.

©connecting_nicky

ANGEL OF FAITH
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July 10, 2018
Noida, India

Sitting by the window ledge
feet curled under my knees
I look at the pages of my diary
Flapping against the wind.
The words,
echoes the distant dreams
Of love told and untold.
And, the aroma of the passion
spent in your arms, tucked
In between the folds and creases
Of those sheets—
Narrates the story of love we had.
We could have.
And, we don’t have.
Because, love went
unspoken of all the while...
while we dreamt of it.
©connecting_nicky

ANGEL OF FAITH
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July 9, 2018
 

All that is left of her are memories bitter-sweet. I remember playing with her as a little kid. I remember all the stories she would narrate to put me to sleep. Albeit such moments were very rare, they are etched in my mind and will remain there forever. The bitter ones plunge me deep in a sea of grief. However, my prayers for her well being help me ease my pain to a great extent.

The new Melody (Angela)

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A MAN'S BEST FRIEND
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July 9, 2018
Noida, India

Tonight, I pour my heart out again
Spending night enwrapped
in your memories
Is worth more than this life.

©connecting_nicky

A MAN'S BEST FRIEND
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July 7, 2018
 

To the one that got away,

I still have your letters from boot camp and emails from Iraq. I still have memories of phone conversations that lasted for hours and mixed tape CD’s received by mail. I only dig past thoughts up to remind myself that men can be sincere. Like the Adele song, you’re married now and have been for years so I don’t dwell on what could have been. I appreciate you showing me what it looks like to have someone truly love you and be your best friend.

I’m also the one that got away. Years later someone else came along, pretending to be a savior. Acting as though they wanted to give love but instead they always took more than would ever give. So I got out. Emotionally scarr...

BLA BLA BLA
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July 6, 2018
 

What she wants...

She wants him to be free by having his life.

She wants him to make true friends by making beautiful memories.

She wants him to be happy with others by smiling all day.

No... she is not pushing him away. She just wants to give him time and space, to then fulfill him with pure love when meeting again. Even though he has his life, even though he is with others, even though he smiles without being the reason yet the love is still there and will always be because meeting him, is like an indescribable feeling of pure joy.

No matter how busy they are, two souls will always find each other and with just one touch they are reconnected again, like if they were never separate...

CHIRAYU 5
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July 3, 2018
Vadodara, India

कुछ ख्वाब है इन आँखों के पीछे छिपे,
कुछ लम्हें है इस दिल में दबे,
आज लिख रही हू मैं मेरे आँसू की स्याही से,
अब तक थे जो अफ़सानें अनकहे - अनसुने |

-मुस्कान

TRANSLATION-
Some dreams are hidden behind those eyes,
Some moments are buried in this heart,
Today, I am writing with the ink of my tears,
Some stories unspoken and unheard.

©melodicnomad

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July 2, 2018
Canton, United States

Mayoos na ho,
Ke mehfil mein woh nahi hai,
Mayoos na ho,
Ke mehfil mein woh nahi hai,
Apne dil mein jhaank,
Woh kahin aur nahin, tere dil mein he hai.
—-Rosy

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July 1, 2018
 

When you look back and start to realise something you didn't before...

Will the memory ever fade away for good?

WRITE YOUR OWN STORY
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June 30, 2018
Pune, India

While walking down the street
For a moment
I felt as if you were around
I felt as if I really saw you.

For that moment I felt happy and
I did not realize that my heart can speak & that it still holds you.

My heart said " Good or bad, you learn & those moments turn to memories, let them breathe & don't let them fade away.
Let them turn into a great book some day!

WRITE YOUR OWN STORY
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June 25, 2018
 

What would people do if they realize that someone’s cherished memory of them is fading? Would they quickly say hello, drop a note or make that phone call? Does that explain the sudden way some people in our past try to become relevant again when we least expect it? I guess it’s this simple... others can’t help but linger when they feel they’re going to be forgotten even if they willingly left in the first place.

HAMMOCK HANG
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