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How can I forget you?

How can I forget you?



How can I forget you ?,
when I only know YOU;
Drizzle on every plant they may say,
but only your leaf has my happiest dew.

To term you as my belief,
has an immeasurable sigh of relief;
The mental occupancy at the end of the day,
has only "us" beyond the bay.

How can I forget you ,
when I wish to see only YOU;
Everyday is what I desire for your glimpse,
but the moon turns rarely blue.

To wait for you now and then,
defining my love infact taller than the big ben;
Has now become the desired course of way ,
you may not hear sometimes but my love will always say.

How can I forget you ,
when I hear only YOU;
If being devoted to you is a crime ,
the legal processes could make me sew.

The day the world will comprehend ,
the world would see us as heavenly send ;
Fortune favours again I say,
If the night is you : I don't wish to see the next day.

Copyright © Anjanpreet Singh | Year Posted 2026


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The clock hands

Nomenclate it  clock hands,
we connect when the right time lands;
we wait more to meet,
 we wish to let time cheat.

Cheat that brings us to stay,
brings the glimpse that won't betray ;
we stand by holding being us, 
grin accompanies upon seeing us .

Out of  those thousands we connect twenty four;
 those twenty four  feel a lot more,
no sides or slides beneath ,
these clock hands are the core.

Copyright © Anjanpreet Singh | Year Posted 2026

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The water friendship

Cnidaria and water, 
Likely the inseparable twins ; 
When parted with their biome ,
Serve as fish without the fine.

Cnidaria breathes with mere water presence,
Water feeds with mere love essence ;
The feeding animal in the ocean bed,
May showcase as if fictionally said .

The practicality co existed has now it's share,
If love is fictional : no despair;
Possession isn't the aim : feeling is,
If this is what love is , it is a pure bliss.

Copyright © Anjanpreet Singh | Year Posted 2026

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