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Collection : Forms of Loving Selflessly


I Want You by My Side

When I say

I want you by my side,

Will you be brave enough to take a chance and stand beside?

I will save my act of service for you,

I will save all my efforts for you,

I will save my weird self and the cozy habits for you.

Until I start to like you again and again.

 

Like you as my only privilege,

as my only life’s lover,

as my only option,

to make you feel every day that love has arrived again...

 

Deep down from my heart,

I know you will say yes,

But while I’m standing in front of this world

Can you say it out loud? 

And make my soul feel the bliss.

 

I always embrace loving you as my choice

and liking you as a habit,

as if looking at you feels like I have always lived in this rejoice.

That’s how happy I am with you,

I’ll keep going through limits for you,

Even if the chivalry counts for a few.

 

I will love you cause my heart knows all of this is true,

And if you don’t feel the same-we will come through,

You bring me the meaning I want in life,

even if my throat is slit right by a knife,

With your presence,

I will feel like I should survive.


I promise to keep trying for you until you start feeling every bit of my breath,

through the skies and the blood red hue

I will scream so loud,

cause: “I want you by my side”


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I’m Not Okay to Live Without You

“Aren’t you bored with me?”

I’m spreading love in your life like a bee,

I kept on asking my heart,

Is this smart?

If  I’m at the right place?

With so much love, but a subtle face.

 

I kept on asking my heart again,

Where should I begin?

My heart kept denying,

So I chased…

made sure I’m not just relying.

 

Until my heart responded,

“We never wished to be together...

Cause one never learn how to be together in love!

Humans just co-exist, and so did we choose!

 Yet you and I know, there is a lot to confuse..."

 


When you left me,

storms in me calmed and repeated...

“We never wished to be together anyway”.

I recalled your moist eyes looking at me,

My heart always wanted to say-

I’m not okay to live without you!

Are we okay on getting back, 

even if for a second or a few ?”


And every subtle question to myself made me realize…

I’m not okay to live without you,

I’m not okay to live without loving you,

I’m not okay without your presence of you…

and  my heart stopped feeling the sense of love

as it only remembers,

How it felt being with you.

I would still believe-

I’m not okay to live without you!


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Life Happens(ed)

So life happens

And so did ‘us’ happen

But time taught me that

I’m better off alone,

I’ve learned  hoping

I’ve learned detachment,

still, life happened and

I started to believe again..

 

I believed I would never be this fragile version of myself again,

I believed I would never be this innocent version of myself again,

And you do not deserve to see my every shape,

It’s all past now,

 just like a storm unwinding my egoist drape.

 

This life where people came and left,

I still believed the things keeping us away were

the pain we held, the sincerity we missed

the deepness that kissed…

Even if life was changing

I cannot believe it anymore,

that there is ‘we’  known as unconditional.


I’m just left on my own now,

just letting our memories to let me bow,

Just because life happened again for us

And that’s completely okay.


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Loving a Stranger

When I fell in love with a stranger,

I survived myself,

I learned to grow,

to show up every day for someone I loved

crossed boundaries,  protected, cared

adapted, compromised, and

treated the stranger like one of my family,

so close, so comfortable,

But I could never believe-

Why was it still difficult for me to feel?

Why loving someone did not feel like love-

I kept wondering, kept searching

And my heart said, ‘It’s not love.’

So, I left.

 

But now,

When I look at you,from a distance 

I was a stranger too,

A part of me feels this fear,

this fear, that I might forget you,

I might not feel for you,

this fear, that I might miss you more and you will not,

this fear of getting attached and

loving you forever

And a strong knock’

What a stranger leaving my life could do to me?


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Because the Rain Never Smelled Like You

 

The raw senses of mine dripped peace,

craved care and sought joy,

the joy to be with you,

when it’s spring,  when it’s summer,

when it’s autumn, when it’s winter…

the peace to feel the rain with you

the peace to feel nature with you,

 

The memory when the after-rain smelt like you

My heart never called you back,

But my heart never freed the memories of us,

Yet every time it rained,

it never smelled like you again,

I fell in love with your memories a little more…

 

My mind blew like the wind,

clearing the mosaic shape of the world,

defending our misty memories,

cause my mind knew,

yet after all the pain so far 

the rain never smelled like you…


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I Might Never be the Same Again

I might never be the same again,

But so would you be,

I’ll learn to move on, you will too,

I’ll learn to keep my feelings to myself

while your memories will still have the power to make my heart woo.

 

I will learn to protect myself from people like you,

You will learn to protect yourself from people like me,

While you will try to grow around people like me,

We might learn, 

we might fall again,

 and you might win more,

I will still question myself, ‘why?’

Time shall pass, our hearts shall grow sore,

but every time it aches,

I might never be the same again.

 

Eventually,

I will grow out of the feeling of missing you,

the feeling of touching you

the feeling of loving you

enduring the world for you,

I know, I will grow out.

 

Making it simple,

accepting everything to move on and realizing,

I might never be the same again,

We might never be the same again,

Fortunately, with this truth,

There is nothing we can gain...

but only pain.

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Did you? 

If all I carried for you was love

Why did I feel it was not right for us?

Why did I feel that we were not meant to be?

I never thought all this could be real,

Did you?

 

Why did I feel that your presence was somewhere always there

In my fleeting emotions?

Why did I feel that somewhere my soul was inscribed with yours?

Every fleeting second - I wanted you to call me yours,

But,

Did you?

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Can I Call You?

Can I call you in my heart?

When I’m vulnerable,

Can I call you in my heart?

When I feel like falling apart,

When I feel like never breathing ever again?

When everything just submerges like a vanishing mirage,

Can I look at your visage and

 call you in my heart..?

 

I promise,

I’ll stop..,the second,

The very second when the feeling starts to stay,

And everything becomes meaningless,

Can I call you then?


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Have We Been Through Life Enough?

 

A fine evening and sharing this cup of tea with you…

As you bring those lilies for me,

and my heart feels so nervous,

thinking if I know you enough, or

Have we been through life enough?

 

Is this ‘us’ enough for living the future?

But you call my name,

And your voice is like medicine-calms my thoughts.

Your presence is like an assurance to my heart,

relying on you feels like I can breathe and lean-

while being away from the harsh world,

While little do I know how you may feel if today my soul ‘departs’?

 

So, until one day,

When these feelings sink,

And your heart will ask me the same;

be it on a random ice-rink,

I shall narrate to you :

‘Haven’t we been through life enough?’


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I never meant to..

I never meant to hurt someone this close to me,

I never meant to hurt someone who could feel my love,

I never meant to hurt someone who could make me think about love,

I never meant to hurt someone who could find me in a crowd,

I never meant to hurt someone who cried nights for me

and counted days-just to see me.

 

Someone who’d crave just to feel my presence,

create this sense of happiness

made me believe in this magic about being with me,

What I craved was simply ‘to be loved’,

‘to be loved more and more’,

Maybe I did things that were not right for you,

all wanted to confess was-

I never meant to..


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Who was I?

I turned back and I cried my hollow heart out

I could hear the steps of him approaching,

The heart beat grew stable…

His presence, his breath, felt like a fable

He hugged me from behind,

The warmth made me sense - who am I?

 

A warmth that calmed my heart and my soul

also made me believe ‘who I was?’

While the warmth slowly drifted,

My heart realized the fleeting moment-

while loss was happening,

His drifting away was not something gifted.

 

His bold, shivery voice echoed in my veins

- ‘maybe some other time..’

And we cried, he never asked me often -‘who was I?’

While the skies acknowledged this rhyme,

I believed he knew me,

But in the end, again we came to this point-

where my heart asked me, 

‘Who was I?’

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My Wallet

My wallet froze with a silence on our date,

You understood.

My ego crumbled with the hope that you would pay.

You did.

I grew frustrated

You understood.

I cried,

You consoled.

You stumbled back.

I realized, and yet I left.


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The Glance

My eyes met yours

You looked away, but I stayed.

The two computers between us stood still

And my heart rang

“You’re in my office.”

You stole my glance again,

Without even knowing

You did!

You did it every day.

 

My existence begged for your breath..

You kept talking to people and people and people

I waited..

You kept stirring that black coffee until you’re zoned in

I waited..

You kept writing those random words on your notebook

I waited…

I waited for you to look at me.

While I wondered what your words and your love could even do to my heart ?

But then a voice in my head uttered

“Again?”

And my heart rang and I stopped,

“It’s not right, it’s desperation.”

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I said I love you

You said you don’t deserve to be loved,

I said I love you,

You said you deserve someone like me,

I said I love you,

You said you had a  drowning past,

I said I love you,

You said you feel a lot,

I said I love you,

You walked ahead,

I waited for you to return,

You wanted time,

I waited for you to return,

You said you are not sure,

I said I love you,

You stood while I approached,

You slept while I cried,

You went ahead to explore life while I drowned in questions,

You came back to be ‘friends’

I said I love you,

You stood.

I left.

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Love to be yours in every non-sexual way

I’d love to be yours in every non-sexual way first,

before I touch your skin with this essence- where flesh shall wrinkle in years,

I’d love to be a part of your reminiscence,

I’d love to be a part of your memories,

I’d love to be where your heart is embedded in thoughts of mine,

where every dream of yours might relate to me,

I’d love to be there for you in every non sexual way,

While our memories may last, bones may decay.

 

I’d want you,

I’d cherish you and fix your mood,

I’d try and try, just to heal your scars in every non sexual way

Give me a chance,

even if I know I’m all yours

even if we are bound by rings,

even if we are bound by promises,

I want to give you all my heart, until our body perishes,

I’d still love to be yours in every non sexual way..

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-Trisha Raha

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