
Our wavelengths hardly match,
Our thoughts rarely sync,
We seldom wear matching outfits,
We don’t go for coffee dates,
candle light dinners, chew over future,
Kiss in public, exchange expensive gifts.
We talk about the empty chairs in the park,
nocturnal birds like us, starlight, full moon,
thorns in rose plant, nostalgia and Heartbreaks.
We share priceless secrets,
bitter life experience,
and harsh truth of sphere.
She’s a mathematician who measures
the length of my bleeding heart.
She’s a chemist who knew
my melting point.
She’s a pharmacist who offers
pills to my miseries.
She’s an artist who adds
tint to my unlit soul.
She says her happiness
lies in her memories, but mine in hers.
Humans offend her and when she cries,
her scars turn into stardust.
We feel the serein warming hearts
and
fight Kakorrhaphiophobia together.
We are a duplet,
exquisitely average,
swallowing pain
and blooming from darkness.
She’s not just my lady-love,
a friend to a soulmate
and everything in between…
The jealous society grudges over our flawed love story,
Dear Diary,
I hope you don’t do the same.
GOOD NIGHT!
Bye.
[Kakorrhaphiophobia – It is an abnormal, persistent, irrational fear of failure.]
I literally spent a weekend writing this. I don’t know why it consumed so much time. I still doubt about the outcome even after posting it in my Instagram page. Also, I love writing as a male protagonist.
Thank you so much for reading!š
Lovely.ā¤ā¤ā¤šš
Beautiful…ā¤ā¤ā¤
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Thank you so much, Vani ā¤ļø
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Beautiful!ā¤ā¤
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Thank you so much!!šā¤ļø
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So beautiful Hema. The ending was totally unexpected for me š
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Haha. Thanks a lot for reading!šā¤ļø
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Beautiful!
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Thank you!!ā¤ļø
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Everything about this is so beautiful š
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Aww! Thanks Lash ā¤ļø
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Amazingly beautiful. Loved the end ššš Worth spending so much time on this! The outcome is gorgeous š
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Awww! Thank you so much, Sissy!š„°ā¤ļø
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True When We Write
From Perspectives
Of Desire
UNiVeRSE
Whole
Responds
In Kind
On Our PArtš«š
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Very true!
Thank you so much for reading!ā¤ļø
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Always my
Pleasure And
Inspiration Thanksš
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This is so awesome!
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Thanks a lot, Harsh!!
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It’s so beautiful Hema. Don’t think I could tell it wasn’t a male if I didn’t know you are female.
Maybe just that males can’t usually evade physical attributes and allusions when it comes to passioned romance.
But I haven’t read nearly enough to be sure.
Loooove this š§”
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Thank you so much for reading, Jude! I’m so glad that you liked it. I love your comment!!ā¤ļø
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Awesome!!! This is so good Hema .. nice ending .. I read it all over again š
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Thank you so much, ma’am!šā¤ļø
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Oh this is SO beautiful! Love the third stanza especially. Your writing is so amazing š¤š
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Thank you so much, Wardah! I added the third stanza in the last minute… I’m so glad that you liked it!šā¤ļø
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Of course!! š
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Such a beautiful poem!Didn’t expect that ending!
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Awesome baeā¤ā¤ā¤
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Thank you, Love!ā¤ļø
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Thank you so much, Sissy!šā¤ļø
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Beautiful one šš
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Thanks for reading, Ashish!š
How are you doing? Long time no see?
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I am doing great! Yes, was a bit busy from the past few days.
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Glad to hear it!
Take care!!
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Thanks. You too – Happy Thursday!!
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This is so lovely, it really gives me a doubt how a eighteen year old girl can write like this. Amazing
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Awww!! Thank you so much ma’am. It means a lot!ā¤ļø
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This is so beautiful š„ŗā¤ļø
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Thanks for reading, Jo š„ŗā¤ļø
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This came out really well Hema! Last stanza made me read it all over again.
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Thank you so much for reading!šā¤ļø
It’s been quite a long since you posted. How are you doing?
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Am doing well Hema, how about you?
It’s a pleasure to read your work! Matured thinking shows in everything you put here. You keep impressing me with every post.
Hectic work schedule is holding me off from posting anything! And little bit of time I manage to get goes in reading others posts! š Which I enjoy a lot..
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I’m doing good too…š
Aww, your words are so encouraging!!
Haha, likewise I have college, assignments and exams. Reading others posts give immense joy and inspiration.
December is very fast, it’s like yesterday I said this to you – “have a great weekend”!ā¤ļø
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Yes indeed! Thank You again š¤
You too have a wonderful weekend!!
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That is so beautiful. Thanks for the meaning of the word. Perfectionists have this irrational fear, which paralyzes.
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Thank you so much for reading, ma’am.š
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You are welcome, my pleasure.
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This poem is so beautiful!
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Thank you so much!!ā¤ļø
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Amazing writings. Loved itā¤ļø.
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Hello Hemalatha Ramesh.
I think the soul
knows our destiny
from woman to man
and their children together
heartache too
the harsh reality
not becoming aware of that
one’s own and others
Secrets
nostalgia doesn’t help
a magic of ours
childish mind
could help over it
we can die of heartache
when we feel the unspeakable suffering
the beloved in longing
and desire not
will never have next to us
Nobody else knows me
my melting point
not even the nobility of spirit
of all arts
To be lucky
belongs in the fairy tale
of your own childhood
my heart is crying
often about the lost
lovely face
those days
i have the spell
between me
a woman not in my hand
often I don’t even know
if she hears my heart
by touching their eyes
that it beats for them
in the reverberation for days
I don’t tell my diary
I tell you
the word love
is mine as an experience
unknown as an event
Best regards
Hans Gamma
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Thank you so much for sharing this!!!š„ŗā¤ļø
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Hema, writing this lovely poem was a weekend well spent! I usually work on even short poems over a period of a couple of days, drafting and revising. Trying to write from a male point of view is an added challenge, but your male readers seem to approve. Have a great day! ⤠⤠ā¤
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Flawed love story..I bet all love stories are flawed.. love this ā£
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Thank you so much for reading!ā¤ļø
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Beautifully written!! ā¤ļøš
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Thank you!ā¤ļø
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