I regret the end.

End it is,

End is sad,

But a happy end,

Which puts a smile,

When we close the book.

A story with happy ending.

It is sad to close the book.

But it’s satisfying worth of time,

Is just that last smile.

I want that end.

 

End is hard,

I agree, it hurts.

But a half read book,

By the night lamp,

Keeps calling,

For completion.

And the anxious heart of the reader,

Wants that satisfaction.

I’m your book,

And you my reader.

 

Our story,

We choose now,

Turning a page closer to the end.

To Romance, erotic or tragic ending.

Good writers, we have been,

Let’s agree on the ending,

Give a ending worth cherishing.

And then we close this book.

Let’s make a book worth reading,

Over and over again.

 

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Lost Key

It’s like you haven’t had a glass of water in ages,

Someone has tied you up.

And then you see the fountain of sparkling water, flowing endlessly right in front of you,

But you can’t reach it.

 

 

 

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Irony

img_0227-1Risks, maybe thrilling.

Hope, can be torturous.

Damaged, somehow clearer.

Fear, an uncanny protector.

Time, a healer and a killer.

Love, sometimes a curse.

Truth, may also be imperfect.

Restrictions, bizarrely sexy.

Failure, in a certain way a restart.

Burning bridges, can be kind.

And not getting the love of your life,

Sometimes it’s fine.

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Fire in the Sky

I see a little piece of sky,

From my small window.

There’s a star shining bright,

Twinkling twinkle it smiles.

Naughty mischievous and wild,

Playing beside the cloud.

Sometimes teasing it,

Sometimes getting drenched in it.

Causing a fire in the sky,

And lighting in its crystal eyes.

But I can’t touch it,

And kiss it good night.

 

 

 

 

 

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