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StarMaker Id — @SwetaJena Listen to me sing there.

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– Ask me a question.
•: Any question?
– Anything you want...
: did at any point in our friendship, you develop romantic feelings for me?
– why do ask when you already know?
: yes?
– Yes, I did.
: Then Why didn't you say?
- Leave it...
: No, why didn't you say?
- As if you would have cared...
: I would.
– No, You care now. Back then, you wanted better than me.
: No.
- leave it, we are not eighteen anymore. Not even twenty eight. We are eighty. Let's leave our story for the textbooks now, shall we?
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©SwetaJena289
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SwetaJena289

Main to hamesha tumhare 
saath thi na,
Phir kyun nahi bataya?
Mere aansuo ko poochte gaye,
To phir tumhare aansuo ko 
kyun nahi dikhaya?

Kyun kaha 
'main to hamesha happy 
rehta hu yaar'?

Jab tum itne sad the to?

Mujhe apni bachi kuchi himmat 
kyun di?
Jab tumhe jyada jarurat thi uski...

— sweta j











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SwetaJena289

The strings that had us held together
have loosened with the change of times,
You had your nose tip touching mine;
But now your face is turned,
Things are not so fine.
Times have changed,
Will love change too?
I feel like now you hate me
more than I do.
It's funny and strange how love 
can almost fade,
Not two lovers, but two sad bodies 
on a lonely bed.






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©SwetaJena289 #Sea
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SwetaJena289

I began writing a poem 
when we met,
And I left my poem unfinished 
when you left.
So, please come back 
not for the sake of me,
But for the poem, 
until it is finally done.
Because my story can end rough,
But I like to end my poems 
on a happy note.
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©SwetaJena289 #philosophy
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SwetaJena289

it drizzles one gloaming summer

and I look out of my window pane

'tis emotional purple rain, 

'tis emotional purple rain...

clouds my thoughts, fazes my memory lane, 

'tis emotional purple rain, 

'tis emotional purple rain.

a visitor uninvited on a hot summer day, 


— SwetaJ

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—Sweta J
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©SwetaJena289 #Poetry
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SwetaJena289

Oh, look, the sky cries again.
The children of the adults are awake,
basking in the feverish rain.
Don't see their smiles,
Just their tiny red, blue and green heads,
And their little hands...
Ripping off their homeworks,
Crumpling pages...
Releasing their tiny paper boats into the spilling drains.

I wish I was young again.
Young as a sprout animated by the rain.
Not fearing, "Oh, I'll have a cold."
Not listening to my mother's scold.
I wish I could rip off my bills and to-do lists,
I could release my worries into the mist.

©SwetaJena289 #Poetry #Shayari #Poet #Love 

#Memories

#Poetry Shayari #Poet Love #Memories

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SwetaJena289

Hold me close, until the end of time.
Two sweet peaches,
You're quite a crime!
You make me wanna escape
long into the night,
With you,
To forests and farther sublime,
You make me edgy...
With love and passion,
Make me all red,
And all these words, still to you,
Left unsaid.

©SwetaJena289 #Poetry #Poet #Shayari #Love 

#rayofhope

#Poetry #Poet Shayari Love #rayofhope

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SwetaJena289

Likhu bhi jo khaat tujhe,
Tu padhega bhi to nahi...
Kyun kalam ki syahi
panne par lutaau,
Kyun kalam ki syahi
bematlab hi panne par lutaau,
Dube kashti ko kinara milega bhi to nahi...

©SwetaJena289 #Poetry #Shayar 
#PenPaper
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