Vows

I never got the chance to make my own wedding vows. In our Hindu custom of marriage, the wedding vows are always dictated by the Priest himself and most of them are pretty one-sided (*rolls eyes*). So this poem is what my wedding vows would have been like. If ever we begin this Tryst with destiny,…

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Excuses

What are miles but mere numbers when two hearts be melded into one? What is silence but the language of love when words fall short of expression? What are tears but an excuse to recall every second of your presence in my life? What are you but the sole reason why I still survive? Copyright…

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Stuck

You were standing here At this same spot, where You held my hand last year. How clear you were, When you said Those three words, Convinced that nothing Could shake us, break us. But death did. … Now wisps of air They’ve become, Those three words, And you, you’ve turned Your back to ‘us’. You…

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