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"The Muse"

You, my love, are a beautiful string of emotional train wrecks!
Pursuing the gorgeous yet haunting
expanses of your unexplored territories.
I harbored this unbearable pain in my rib cage.
Undressing you of all your insecurities & miseries,
I made you bloom like a sunflower.

Your eyes spoke to mine out loud,
we were fluent in the language of love.
The unbelievable grace of your tenderness
stirred the most romantic endeavor inside me.
Sedating the storm of your madness while I gasped so loud,
like all the air have been drawn out of my lungs.
I claimed to this mortal world,
that you were solely mine.

My eyes revealed all with just one smile of yours,
it froze everything around me but made me feel its warmth.
Immersing into the magenta color of your sore love,
I sold the pieces of my soul just to have you in return.

Your words linger around me.
You calling my name,
made me feel like I am so much more than just a name.
Looking at you sleeping at 3 am in morning next to me,
thanking God for this miracle.
I possessed the sweetest yet unspoken happiness.

This ardent magnitude of love,
which crumbles my heart with aches like a dying star.
With a whirlpool of drowning memories,
the chest pains, strangled breaths...
I wanted to see you for the one last time,
So you can fill me with that luminous starlight of yours!

I loved you distantly,
so I could not suffocate you & lose you eventually.
You became snow to me, just as beautiful just as cold...

Although our love was not perennial...
But I made you immortal in my poetry!
#mukulsinghbisht

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