my pen today is overwhelmed
wishes to kiss this paper
pouring the blue poison of feelings
carving a monument of small things
pondering over its life
wondering whether its a lie
or maybe its just my smile
that is complete in this while
thinking about you
i wonder if you are feeling this too
but i know its true
as this dance continues
getting lost again and again
scared of the obvious pain
yet not escaping the domain
where we redefine all thats insane
what is it that we share
what is it that's not there
that i reach the road's end
but still many ways emerge and blend
i complete a line
but so much is left out in time
each walk seems like a pilgrimage
where we meet with divine grace
meditating in each other's hearts' shrine
embracing the gods that in us reside
these are just my lines
you have your own rhyme
but is it not that your pen's flick
touches paper with the same love's ink?
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