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It’s been a while since I breathed with my words and to be precise with you. Wandered off like drift wood in the pacific of your thoughts. I swear I thought that this time I would not break but now I’m feasted upon by the idea of you like a food in front of a hungry shark and I offer myself to you again with a heart even more you own. It’s really hard to close the door that you’ve fought to keep open before. The dream that beget from the air that holds the fragrance of yours or the marks of your lips that you left on the glass while drinking water, finds you in everything that you have once touched or made a part of somehow.

Every word written here has traces of origin back to you, because you have had a way with my head. I’m not going to deny that I was not aware of your beauty. But the point is my words has nothing to do with your beauty. As I got to know you I realize beauty was least of your qualities. You instills grace in every common things and divinity in every careless gesture, that easy smile that slip past your lips quickens my heart and catches in my throat, your introspective pose looks like wonder and those beautiful pair of eyes are like fall. You would never see what I’ve seen. The way the gold strands encircle the iris of yours because the thread of Aurelian is small enough to only be visible up close and if you haven’t seen the gold you haven’t seen the auburn either. Those beautiful reddish flecks that shine through your eyes like piece of glass on a Mandela. You just see the brown while looking at your eye while the first thing that comes to my mind while looking at your eyes is brown chocolate or to be fancier chestnut, I see the sepia as the golden rays light when you look at me, your eyes go henna when you looks in the mirror and start complaining about your hair, the shining ochre go fade when you are upset, the burnt sienna, the amber filled cinnamon and the way your eyes look like the leaves surrounding the darkened backdrop of a softened tree. You haven’t seen the fall I guarantee you, you haven’t seen it at all.


Submerging once again into the deep pools of solitude I again scratched word after word for you as if you have settled into the sedimentary of my spinal fluid. Ah! What another fine mess I have got myself into. I wish I knew how to quit you because despite quite wrestle I’m tangled up in you, and somehow find you and I collide, because your soul speak in ways your tongue does not know yet. You pierce my soul, half agony, half hope. Come over we’ll bake cookies together in the kitchen. I’ll paint a white down your nose and twirl with flour around the plywood wood floor beneath our feet. I want to memorize the mess we could make and lying on the floor with flour in our hair. But only if my silly words woven into a tapestry of meaningless color means something to someone like you when you read this, else give me a lighter I want to burn it down.


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  1. wow wow wow....This is one of the best pieces of writing I have ever seen in recent times....you know how to convey emotions through your words....keep writing my friend........coz I would love to read more..

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    1. Thank you so much .. definitely will keep writing .. it would be privilege for me :)

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  2. You just see the brown while looking at your eye while the first thing that comes to my mind while looking at your eyes is brown chocolate or to be fancier chestnut, I see the sepia as the golden rays light when you look at me, your eyes go henna when you looks in the mirror and start complaining about your hair, the shining ochre go fade when you are upset, the burnt sienna, the amber filled cinnamon and the way your eyes look like the leaves surrounding the darkened backdrop of a softened tree. You haven’t seen the fall I guarantee you, you haven’t seen it at all.

    Incredible!

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    1. Thank you again i'm glad that you enjoyed reading it this much :)

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  3. And here is love touching new heights.

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  4. honestly i got goosebumps while reading this .. completely stunned .. ! you have blown my mind out of my proportion .. Incredible writing :)

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    1. did good became more dominant ? or vice-versea ? :p Thank you so much for the read :)

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  5. Wordless ! you have left me speechless... <3 Thanks for this piece .

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  7. Stunning!:)
    "because your soul speak in ways your tongue does not know yet." This is so beautiful. :)

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    1. Thank you so much :) i'm glad you felt that way :)

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  8. and u say this girl is imaginary? very difficult to believe!!

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    1. every imagination is little difficult initially :d .. thank you for your read :)

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  9. NOW THIS IS WHAT I AM TALKING ABOUT.. Men like you know love!!
    This was beautiful!

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    1. Feeling honored !! Thank you so much :)

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  10. Seriously how can u come up with something so amazing :O

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    1. reading you people :) Thank you for the read :)

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  11. Wonderfully expressed...that is what we call 'love ' (h)

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  12. Wonderful post! I enjoyed reading it line by line Ankur :)

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  13. Amazing. You have beautifully expressed love.
    Loved reading it.

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  14. You have a way with words, Ankur! Hope whoever this is meant for understands every words and never hands you a lighter... Best wishes!

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    1. Thank you so much :) .. that why i post on blog .. no lighter can burn it :d

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    2. Cool! Keep writing :)
      Correction - Typo- Read 'understands every word' instead of 'understands every words' in my above comment.

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  15. Hehe did I just spot a jane austen quote? :p aah beautiful. So raw and wow! :)

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    1. Yup you did :p .. Thank you so much for the read :)

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  16. beautiful flow of words.. cant stop me from reading it twice... yes.. every word you write here has traces of origin back to her :) simply...wow!

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    1. Thank you so much .. even sometime i think so :)

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  17. Wow! So good to read this!
    It is brilliant!

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  18. So beautiful... This a magic of words. No words enough to appreciate the beauty.

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    1. reading sincerely itself is a wordless appreciation ! Thank you so much :)

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  19. You amaze me with your words everytime I read you. This was beautiful Ankur :) :)

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  20. Confession - I dont know which post of urs i read when....usually 4 selected blogs are open on my office laptop and when i get bored of my work i start reading posts randomly...hence often fail to comment too...but i can tell you one thing...urs is one of those four blogs...reason - the way you write is so genuine...and ur write ups are not typical ones...they are simple and awesome to say the least...

    Apart from this...is this girl really imaginary ? :P Nice post as usual..:)

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    1. that was a huge token of appreciation .. Thank you so much :)

      yeah at least that what i believe :d Thank you again :)

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