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The Heartfelt Desires

and i ended my day with a riddle
I landed on the bed of a hospital.
the gathered fam's questionnaire
my failure to answer those eager ears.
their arrival
without an invitation
a feel of self assassination.
the promises of being 'forever'
were seemed getting replaced with 'never'.
sorry!!
those pair of eyes said
standing in the corner
seeing me being 'laid down' to rest.
the voice i, too, felt will be missed
sorry for the promises I made, as
i knew my missing would be kissed.
a final thank to the pair of eyes
to make self able to see me
for the one last time.
wish i could have stayed more
wish i could have kept the statement that i swore
wish i could have met you before
in the world that seemed biting 
i wish could have made the existence much more EXCITING.

 - Pushkin Channan

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