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Story of Enigma

He had sneezing fit there, She was thinking of him here, He took the jug in his hands, She poured a glass of water, He drank the water in gulp, Chocked She, busted into tears, Something was connecting them. Both know something was going on somewhere, but where exactly, they had ever since been an enigma to him and her. She declared "it's over" She thought she broke up with him, thinking that she left him shattered, but check the intensity of the love. She comes every night in his dream, breaking the shackles of the society consoling him, She whispers into his ears: "love me, hold me;  cuddle me, care me;  kiss me, miss me;  do me, undo me;  I'm all yours, and you're mine,  we're inseparable" He loved by nights when she was with him, He woke up and she left him devastated. He finds himself with her, but later found it was just dream, He smiles, missing her and suddenly cried He realizes...

Stranger

Tonight, I want to fall in love with a stranger . A stranger . Maybe I will find her on the lanes I walk, or somewhere near the highway coffee shop. I want to catch hold of her, and talk to her about life, about love. I want to talk to her about my ambivalent days and my stressful, yet peaceful nights. I want to talk to her about my last love poem when I don’t believe in love. I want to talk to her about god, being an atheist. I want to tell her how much I adore tattoos and how much I want to travel the world. I want to know her idea of favourite countries and maybe I add that up in my list being the reason. I want to be hers now. Only hers ‘now’. I want her to know how much I want her to be a part of me. I want to lie down on the grass with her counting stars and see if the number matches. I want to fall for her and make her fall for me just for once. Just for the moment. I want her to figure out how chaotic I sound. I want her to tell me how cluttered or how sorte...