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Inevitable Love-No End

"Frequency is lowering,
The pitch of voice which guides me is dwindling,
Tears are lingering,
Fears are frightening,
Things are saddening,
Appropriate description is 'worsening',

My inner mind wants to find who's kind and one of a kind,
My eyes are becoming numb and blind,
Without seeing you,Without weeping for you,
Brackish water is profusely drooping,
Vagaries are arriving,

Memories are departing with lack of something called-'Love',
With lack of something called 'love', {Love has no age}
With lack of something called Vow (of love),

The only "You",
The real "You",

My smile has forgot its introduction,
Your memories,moments,thoughts are like suction,
I think, Oh know ! I guess I'm in a cop station,
Filing a complaint on relation,

This poem marks as a symbol for "Love's Failure" 's fashion,
Situations are becoming formal, I guess I 'm not really normal,

I am not able to gain stability like atoms,
There is a phantom who demands ransom for seeking you in my deeps,
In the deeps of my heart searching for you,
The only "You",
The Real "You",

This will mark the end of living,
And beginning of survival for me, starving,

The blue sky above me is getting darkened, getting com-busted,
To produce thunder which will make my heart plunder,
The moments you were beside me, physically,
the moments you were aside me, mentally,
The moments when I felt your presence was mine, spiritually,

Scientifically, theoretically, I was in love with "you" spontaneously
Incidentally,it happened,

Accurate description is cursed me,
Your words were like sweet euphonies,
Which struck my heart like symphonies,
Your my heart's most gorgeous attachment-al affection,
You just left me with no clue bound, "Is this an exemplification?",

For something called- Love failure my allure,
I am not able to discover the "Real Me",
The one I used to be,The one I felt was the "Real He" and that's obviously-Me,
I just want to flee to a world unknown,
I am floating tremendously in desperation in a mixture of frustration, impulsion, To see the world I have known when I was hugging you tightly,

Every minute till infinity,
Please , lets be "Intersecting lines" not "Parallel Lines",
We may be bound by distance, age, time, but  none of it really matters,
If you sit with me latter in the rusty park every morning,
My love for you can win anything in this world even-if Almighty reject our perspective,
We are to be bonded by Fate my beauty angel, love ranger, My last euphony which rhymed like a "symphony"...

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