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Long time no see? Back now :)

If I were a colour,

I wonder who's favourite I'd be,

What vibe is it that I give,

What is it exactly,

That people see in me?

Do I resemble pink,

A soft and kind warmth,

Paired with playful sight,

The eyes that see love tainted clouds,

When looking at the sky.

Do I speak green,

An aura that lingers,

In gardens and fresh breeze;

Cradling in nature's embrace,

In the arms of the trees;

Could I be red,

A pretty rose,

With its thorns kept hidden inside,

For love and life don't bloom without sacrifice;

Or is it blue,

Reflection of serene and calm hues,

One that has both,

The highs of the sky,

And the depths of the sea.

Do I reflect yellow,

The bright shining light,

Like joy bursting out,

To be a part of our lives.

Saumya Thapliyal

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Wow do you write your poems by yourself?

Yeah :)

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A Love I Once Knew

I still think of you sometimes,

Even though you're no longer mine;

My heart still beats in your name,

And my eyes can't seem to erase your face.

I still think of you sometimes,

Whenever I look at the pretty skies;

The same hues once adored your cheeks,

Those cheeks now receive someone else's kiss.

I still think of you sometimes,

In places where silence resides,

Each rustle turning my eyes,

As if you're right here, passing by.

I still think of you sometimes,

While writing a poem,

When there comes a line,

To which your name would be the perfect rhyme.

I still think of you sometimes,

I know it crosses some lines;

For me you are a dream,

A forbidden one;

But still,

My heart cries and yearns,

For nobody but you.

-Saumya Thapliyal

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A Love I Once Knew

I still think of you sometimes,

Even though you're no longer mine;

My heart still beats in your name,

And my eyes can't seem to erase your face.

I still think of you sometimes,

Whenever I look at the pretty skies;

The same hues once adored your cheeks,

Those cheeks now receive someone else's kiss.

I still think of you sometimes,

In places where silence resides,

Each rustle turning my eyes,

As if you're right here, passing by.

I still think of you sometimes,

While writing a poem,

When there comes a line,

To which your name would be the perfect rhyme.

I still think of you sometimes,

I know it crosses some lines;

For me you are a dream,

A forbidden one;

But still,

My heart cries and yearns,

For nobody but you.

-Saumya Thapliyal

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I have lost everything,

Yet somehow I have it all:

My first watch,

Now just a broken dial.

Roses from my 20th birthday,

Lying dead after lasting only a while.

Graded sheets from primary,

Nothing but yellowed paper.

My favourite pendant,

But with its stones fallen.

The DIY dreamcatcher,

With its threads now broken.

Your hoodie,

Cold without your warmth.

The keychain to your room,

But the key now gone.

Screenshot of our last message,

The one where the love ended.

All the pieces of you,

I still get to keep.

-Saumya Thapliyal

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And if I die,

Today or tomorrow,

Whenever it's meant to be,

And God summons me,

And asks,

"Child what is your last wish?"

I know what I'll ask for.

My only wish,

A long lingering thought;

Did he ever think of me?

Did I ever cross his mind?

Stupid to the world,

But not in my mind,

Where his name echoes,

At all times.

I wish to know,

His thoughts of me,

If there were any;

If he ever felt what I felt for him;

If he ever took a moment,

To look at me when I passed by.

A confession left unsaid;

A love unspoken about;

A love that dies with me,

As I take my last breath,

And breathe out his name.

-Saumya Thapliyal

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I see them,

Walking with bouquets,

Of roses, orchids and lilies.

Pretty flowers wrapped delicately,

In fine papers with satin ribbons;

But those girls with bouquets,

Are someone I could never be;

It'd be too much effort,

To put for someone ordinary like me.

So I'll happily accept a bunch,

The fancy packing is extravagant anyway,

And for me,

Just flowers put together carefully would be fine;

But for me,

I don't think they'd gather so many,

So, I'll take not many but a few,

Need not be precious flowers,

Like lilies and orchids,

Even tiny ones would be alright;

Just a few blooms tied together,

Yes that would do.

But maybe that's too much to ask for too,

So I'll take one,

Just one sole flower,

That presents its beauty with pride;

A present not grand but mine.

But if that isn't possible too,

I'll take a leaf,

Green and fine;

I guess,

For someone ordinary like me,

That should suffice.

- Saumya Thapliyal

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I knew I could never have you,

And from day one,

That has been my truth;

But despite all odds,

My heart still rooted only for you;

Since the start,

I knew I'd lose this race,

I knew it would break my heart;

Yet I decided to run,

To feel the pain, to ache for you;

Because you, my dear, reign over my mind;

When you're with me, it freezes the time,

And for you I'd burn,

I'd burn for a lifetime,

Knowing it'll leave a scar;

A testimony of my love for you.

It's like I could never love anyone but you;

Because I only ever wanted it to be you.

Saumya Thapliyal

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They find it hard to believe

How despite all the hurt,

I always decide to stay,

As if it's easy,

As if it's possible to walk away.

He has held my heart,

Ever since I had one,

How do I take it back,

When I never learnt to hold it alone?

Sometimes love is captivating,

And sometimes it holds you captive;

Torture disguised as love,

That becomes your idea of love,

Because it's all you have ever known.

So, I cling to it,

Because I don't know how to leave;

Maybe I am too weak,

Maybe I only learnt to love,

In all the wrong ways.

So, I stay,

Despite what others feel,

Because they'll never understand,

How you could become so used to pain,

That it's the only thing you feel.

Saumya Thapliyal

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He says he loves me,

But it sounds strange,

How does he look at me,

And have no complaints?

Does he not see the wrongs in me;

The acne, the tanning,

Every fault in me that the mirror shows,

Things that even I loathe.

How can he find beauty,

When all I see are blemishes and scars,

Parts of me that I wish I could hide;

Has he no ideas of the societal bars?

It makes me wonder,

If his love is blind or just kind;

Does he really not see or just chooses to ignore,

All the flaws that I possess,

Or is he in love,

With not me but my illusion?

I'm afraid,

One day he'll wake up and realise,

Everything that I really am.

Saumya Thapliyal

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It's fine,

It's only a kiss,

Just say you didn't mean it,

And I am ready to forget.

You know I can't let you go,

So,make a stupid excuse and I'd still believe it,

Even if it makes me a fool;

It's fine as long as you're by my side.

You know I need you to stay.

It's fine,

If the world calls me blind,

My eyes were closed either way,

But now it's time to face the truth,

To realise all the wrongs in you.

So, now I can let you go,

You need to stay no more,

I am done being a fool,

I know better than to live in lies;

Now it's time,

For me to leave your side.

Saumya Thapliyal

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Everyone talks about giving your best. They say trying your best doesn't give you regrets. But what about when you fail even after best efforts? What about when you discover that even your best can't get you where you want to be? What about not being enough and feeling like a failure? What does one do when there's no hope to cling upon?

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The flowers I picked from the garden,

Have now started turning yellow,

One petal was ruining the looks,

So I plucked it out;

They said it makes the flowers last longer,

But they didn't see the whole picture.

When you detach one petal you dislike,

You learn to hide the wilting,

And you are tempted to do it over again.

It doesn't stop the flowers from wilting;

The flower just becomes smaller and smaller until its gone.

-even this isn't about flowers

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One wilted petal,

That's all it takes,

For people to discard the whole flower.

-this isn't about flowers

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For the right person,

You'll find the words,

For the right person,

You'll find the love.

Saumya Thapliyal

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I miss being a wallflower,

Because being noticed can be a curse,

It's like they're watching every move,

Only to define my worth.

I miss being a wallflower,

The time when I wasn't so seen,

When I could be lying in a corner,

Even in the most chaotic scene.

I miss being a wallflower,

The spotlight is too much to handle,

I see people judge me all the time,

It's a daily thing I have to tackle.

I miss being a wallflower,

When my presence wasn't so strongly felt,

I could be who I am,

My words weren't a secret I kept.

I miss being a wallflower,

Because wallflowers aren't plucked,

Only the prettiest of flowers,

Are destined to be cut.

I wish to go back,

When I only wished to be,

The girl I am now;

The girl who was seen.

Saumya Thapliyal