Stop. Breathe.

Time stands still.
Infusion of air.
Coalescent vigor at the slightest touch.
Pictorial thoughts. Living dreams.
It started with a moment.
Grew into a consequential chain of moments.
Until it became an existence.
Bewitching stares. Captivating sighs.
A grip so tight, no escape, need no escape.

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Don't look back

I was dying for you to ask me to stay,
I wanted to run back the moment I looked away,
But I cannot plant my roots,
In soil where it does not belong,
My vines cannot crawl upon,
A stonewall with no fissures to sustain my growth…

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Fate bites again

When fate bites,
It drains every ounce of life,
Making you wish you could just close your eyes,
And walk through revolving doors,
To take you back,
Only to open a door you never sought before,
And fate bites...again,
But this time the blood is sweeter...

The world is a strange place,
Or rather the Creator weaves circumstances,
In a way that all good things end,
But with an end follows a beginning,
Slightly not what you expect,
But everything you desire in time...

Sometimes you feel so weak,
That it even hurts to breathe,
Then you rise when it hits you,
A power stronger than dreams,
A love bolder than destiny...

Suddenly, out of a coma,
You realize what you have missed,
The simple pleasures in life,
You discover just the right ingredient,
To add a touch of sweetness to complications...

You find someone,
No more than human,
But a gift from above,
That challenges you,
But lets you stand to challenge the world,
You feel alive,
And forget there was ever anything before,
And pray you never have to live another day without...

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