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Although money can buy Love these days…



It’s impossible to forget you for…

A pen and a pad; telling me to write a letter

A calendar hanging from wall; reminding days we spent together

Empty roof whispers; ‘Could have a date on me brother’

Bowl of biriyani asks,

‘When’s your next lunch together?’

Songs I listened thinking about you

Chocolate I had sharing with you

Clothes I wore when I met you

Words you spoke both old and new

Won’t let me for a second forget about you

It’s beyond impossible to forget you

Cause, “I drink water and you do too”


“Oh my love

I keep you in my heart

Through drenching rain and summer roughness

Oh my love

I keep you by my soul

Through shivering winter and blooming spring

Oh my love

I keep you in my mind

Through first thought of the day and last breath of life

Oh my love

Can you keep me by your side

when own shadow leaves me cause I’m coin’s losing side?” ❤

Then she said:

“I will always keep you by my side,

You would be my only partner in life’s bumpy ride.

When I said I can live without you I lied,

Cause without you I always cried.

Oh my love, I wanna be with you also in life after death,

Would love to keep you too after my last breath”


I want sun to rush to set

It’s been a day now till we met

I want that moment to linger in my sight

Can’t wait to meet my Nightingale of night

I want air to come and fly me to you

So I can claim my love and kisses that are due

I want all music to play and all birds to sing to you

It’s heaven on earth and heart in love now that I have you


Hold you tight

Love you right

When you smile

When you fight

Be your sight

In darkest night

In longest ride

Right by your side


Painter lost his color

Rainbow grew rusty.

Princess preferred pearl

Love grew dusty.

Code in constellation

Garden is labyrinth

Silence equals thousand word

Yet not too bleak for a hint

Ghost from past now a hound

Hang on I can turn around


Got million things to do for you

And a billion things to say

Take care all one after one

Just promise you’ll stay

Thousand trees all around

Hundred people by side

Lonely without you I feel

Breathlessness I can’t hide

You’ve become a part of me

You’re wind to my sail

Reason; the kind of man I’d be

We must never fail ❤


Once again its time to leave

This time mind does not know how to deceive.

For last few weeks my mind was relieved,

Would have all your time is what I believed.

The cruel world does this to me a lot,

This time a tough war ahead to fight,

For dependent I became as you taught.

It’s the hope that would make me stronger

Living separately would not last longer.

Within few months it would be one soul two body,

Time for us to get cozy…..

Am coming to make you crazy,

So buckle up, work hard and don’t be lazy…

Otherwise our life would get messy.

Promise is made to you already

To stay always with you am ever ready.

Just waiting for the time you would take me away

As from now am making a way.

To be with you in thin and thick

I suppose, know the entire trick.

Meeting you everyday has become usual

I know this feeling too is mutual.

Goodnight with a kiss

While sleeping it’s you I will miss.

Dirty Wordstory 101

(Find the meaning below)

Once there lived a boy. He was predicted to be a pyknic; the night he was born. Not long after the abecedarian age he earned the title cruciverbalist defeating own teacher in a contest. He was good with words. People even loved his adoxography despite the fact that those were inaniloquent and their charientism quality. As he reached puberty, he wrote a novel ‘Nights with a masochist’ which turned out to be a huge success. This proved lethologica a false myth for him. Still some thought him a philosophunculist.

He was famous by then. That developed cacoethes and hunger to meet that. One of those was matronolagnia! And the woman was his middle aged teacher. She was divorced and had this cachinnation laughter. . Her tarantism was one of the things that attracted the boy other than the callipygean of course. She even passed his tendency of colposinquanonia without a bump. She eas attracted to the boy’s blandiloquent manner of speaking. She even aided his strikhedonia being silent to the hadeharia. Despite being misocapnist she loved nepheligenous smoking of the boy. The boy was in fact a whole package of guilty pleasure. She never mind to meet his hunger of ximelolagnia through shameless vesthibitionism. She seeked pleasure in the vibe and believed there was a strong connection between them. His apodyopsis caused her gymnophoria- she believed that. And that was a weird story of vanishing interfenestration.

Pyknic: short and fat

Cruciverbalist: once who loved doing crossword puzzle

Adoxography: skilled writing on an unimportant subject

Inaniloquent: speaking foolish things

Charientism: an artfully veiled insult

Lethologica: inability to recall precise word for something

Philosophunculist: one who pretends to know more than they do to impress other

Cacoethes: insatiable urge

Matronolagnia: an addiction to older woman

Cachinnation: hysterical laughter

Tarantism: urge to overcome melancholy by dancing

Callipygian: having well shaped buttocks

Colposinquanonia: estimating an woman’s beauty based on her chest

Blandiloquent: speaking in a flattering manner

Strikhedonia: pleasure of being able to say ‘To the hell with it’

Hadeharia: practice of constantly using the word ‘Hell’

Misocapnist: one who hates the smell of tobacco smoke

Ximelolagnia: urge to stare at woman who are sitting with crossed legs

Vesthibitionism: a flirtatious display of undergarments by a woman

Apodyopsis: act of mentally undressing someone

Gymnophoria: the sensation that someone is mentally undressing you.

 Interfenestration: the space between two windows.