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Weeping in the dark 
Eating tasteless prose
Suddenly, there was a spark 
A kind of bless and a curse 
Do I have to apply my skills? 
So that you know who you are 
I told you once, I am a simple writer 
I am nothing close to a star 
But, you are indeed a sky 
Full of wisdom and love 
A cloud that rains on humanity 
An angel sent from above 
It is not about how much you helped me
Material things come and go 
It is about the way you looked through me 
About the beauty and flaw
Travelling is poetic
But, what is travelling without a good friend? 
And you have been that friend to me 
A depth within depth
A theatrical performance I loved to attend
I am not going to thank you 
To be formal and polite 
Formality is superficial 
Politeness is too kind 
And I am neither formal nor professional 
I am too messy, but alright 
So tell me what should I say about a mind that is so vast? 
A river that keeps flowing 
That will never end, but last 
What should I say about a heart so pure? 
Applying my skills is a must 
But, I ran out of descriptions and metaphors 
Excuse my non-poetic lust 
So, tell me what is after the “So” 
Do I have to pack my words and go 
But, my words are endless 
I will just go with a flow 
Yet, even if I keep writing and writing 
You will never come to know 
Because I cannot describe what cannot be described 
I cannot create words even if I get bribed 
You are more than a description 
You are what I am still trying to understand 
You are a myth, a fairytale 
It lasts for centuries and does not end 
I am grateful that you have changed my mind 
About what I believed was true
I can’t believe I under estimated myself 
But how do I know? I had no clue 
And now I feel alive once again 
I am grateful for bringing me back 
what I wanted to let go 
is it time to say thank you? 
IF IT MEANS YES THEN FOR ME IT’S NO
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