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I felt a presence. Probably yours. It was more like my own dead silence taking the shape from a puff of Insignificant yet cancer causing smoke. In the middle of the night, in the middle of nowhere, random swivel of fingers was forced to tap on the keys of keyboard, just to pour out something, that can nullify this random surge of unfathomable emotions blended with unknown fear and angst ridden thought that may lead you back to me and the path I'm on then you would know that I wrote this for you and only you.

I kept lightning cigarette and tiny spec of dust thought of yours kept me indulged and engaged and I was determined to write Something for you, which I don't even know I can do. My atom would have been arranged anywhere on this Celestial Planet but somehow it was attracted towards yours. It entered the atmosphere and experienced a prelude tantalizing from your eye, clogging the arteries, stopping the flow of blood and filling it with just you and only your thoughts. Convenience addicted that you are .
 
My carpet was littered with the rejected, unfinished cigarette butts, did time paused or have I forgotten myself. It's dawn and I'm again awake whole night just thinking about you. I collected them and opened the only window,It's raining outside perhaps the rain too is in love with you, they fall each day to just touch you, take away your pain and fury, calming you with its love or perhaps it's is me thinking much and envying even the air molecule that touches you merely. I looked at the rain while I burnt each of the orphaned cigarette butts and thought of you. You were really my silence or something more than that. 

I know you have got nothing to do whatever is written here but yet so engaging every words of mine has written traces of origin back to you. If you ever read these naught I want you to know that you are loved supremely with every fiber of someone. I keep you with me because whenever there is a feeling of  been emptied or the world seems depopulated you make me feel replenished and my entire world seems to be just around you.All I have is words for you,words to take your heart away,I wonder if i will be able to do it someday .
                                                   
The smile on your lips,
The Sunburst Hues of your red mellow cheeks
The sparkle of your chocolate brown eyes
I wished you to be mine 
because when I close my eyes
It's only you
who make me feel
I'm alive, 
I've life .

 " You fell in his hand,he created an art
  But in some hassle, he gave you my heart"

P.S :- I don't smoke nor recommend any one . It was just a reference to make it more intriguing   ..

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  1. Once again bleeding romantic writeup ! .. Take a bow ankur anand .. i'm amused how much romantic one can be .. now love at atomic level .. brilliant !

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    1. Thank you so much .. your comment are source of inspiration :) keep visiting !

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  2. Oh! You have poured your heart. Intense stuff! Very well written.

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    1. someone figured it out at last :D .. Thanks .. :)

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  3. You have a gift brotha srsly....n by reading this till end i can say that ur wrds r d bst thing u can offer her :)

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  4. I am so damn impressed with your writing! You have a gift with words! Awesome!

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    1. Feeling Blessed and privileged .. thanks for liking it so much :) keep reading !

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  5. hey tha'ts awesome! u write so well, with such a charm that reading ur works is like enjoying the experience in 3D!

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    1. I'm glad you felt that way .. and i promise to make your 3D experience better :)

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  6. OK. Has she read this yet? If not, please ask her to. Such marvelous thoughts are not meant to be confined to your mind and blog alone.

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    1. Thank you :) .. I guess not :D .. btw i don't even know for whom i wrote this .. complicated me !

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  7. You wrote it so beautifully..i liked it :)

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  8. I have a bias for abstracts which include cigarettes in it. I find it very intriguing. I don't recommend smoking, though. Loved this thought, 'every words of mine has written traces of origin back to you.'

    Concluding part is absolutely stunning.

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    1. Even I do not smoke :D it was just to make it ore intriguing .. I'm glad you Liked it that much Thanks :)

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  9. Your writing is so Rumi like - it intrigues me and gives food for thought, music to the soul. I am blessed to read your blog. Thank you for your visits. It is my joy. Heartfully, Samara www.shadowsideart.blogspot.ca/www.samaranavi.blogspot.com

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    1. privilege is mine .. feeling blessed to receive such blissful acknowledgment .. ! Thanks :)

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  10. When the darkness descends we brood over the Love that we never found. We brood over what could be and what is not. We brood over that acute pain in the centre of our hearts that's bursting with feelings we can't explain. And this feeling is ours. Only ours.

    I feel for you, bro. Well written.

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    1. What a thought .. thanks for sharing such a nice thought :) .. once again Thanks for reading it ! keep visiting :)

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  11. I hope she has read it by now..:) Lucky she to have a person who expresses emotions so well ..:)

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    1. Every one is lucky i guess .. still have no idea who she is :)) .. Thank you for reading :)

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