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Destined Destitute

I twitch and twirl and tumble within,
You're missed, letting me fumble, therein.
Having parted ways, for good
'ts been a not so good life, after all.

Not a night without your thought.
Neither the days, inevitably so.
Caged on my own, for reasons many,
Come back, my key, and set me afree!

Saline winds and sultry thoughts
Suck me dry and leave me wry.
Humid, hot, and haunting spots
Are all this haughty mortal's left.

Sleets of your smiles jolt me hard,
Blizzards of giggles leave me turbid,
Flakes of our moments snowball forth
And avalanche over my shaken self.

Destined to meet and destined to part?
Destined to long and suffer too?
Why ain't I destined but to forget?
It's been a not so good life, after all.

Goner

The whirls and twirls of an unsaid dance
And all the glory of youth's mere glance.
I eagerly learn this you bestow on me
Albeit with often a slip or two.

I wish it's special and nothing less,
And not a mistaken friendly excess.
Mystery clouds any judgement forth
While also hoping merriment some.

Unnerving it is, for these are so new,
But 'should've foreseen it all going askew.
A promising monsoon on a barren Earth
Only to leave it further scorched.

A dredging mind in a drudging life
With everything miserable running rife
Trundles on, armed with feeble hope,
Wishing another monsoon breeze...

Good Night

Empty nights of empty lives
Filled with wholesome lack of hopes
A fidgeting mind on unfinished things
And unpursued desires all alike.

Bereft of a listener, I turn to me
And discover my contempt of myself
I wouldn't blame me if I were me
For I've been myself all this while.

Unspoken fears speaking for themselves
Undying desires helplessly dying
Ashamed of all the mighty unaccomplished
I simply turnover and continue wailing within.

Nothing to do, nowhere to go,
None to cry on, nor be disciplined by.
No passers by, and no snide remarks,
Let completely loose yet tied to myself.

But there's one thing that lets me rest,
Letting my pride fall fully onto it.
The sole companion on a sleepless night –
My loving soft pillow that I bury myself in.