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Mihir Kamble

Drama Romance Classics

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Mihir Kamble

Drama Romance Classics

Pleasures

Pleasures

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A Weak vocabulary,

I failed to express my words,

My unconscious brain,

Said something that I didn't mean,

It's been so long,

They have gone,

I can't be so naive,

Neither I'm brave,

More and more, 

I pursuing the opportunity,

To become a creator,

I collect pieces of abandoned memories,

Paste them with something,

Make them look good,

And that's how I became a collage artist.


If someone doesn't need me,

But Someone else does,

The fishes in the pond,

Waiting for me every day,

A piece of bread makes them happy,

So do the dogs in my neighborhood.


Every evening,

The crowded places,

I choose to stay far away,

Free me,

From the cage.


Perhaps,

Memories are just stairs,

Lead us to heaven,

In the end, we climb,

Because it happens,

For a reason,

And I told the stars about you.


I breathed,

At night when,

We used to talk,

Now stars fill my soul,

Every night.


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