A random letter in path

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“Dear John,
Please come back!
I know you are busy…
But not at least for attending your Dad’s funeral!
He died 3 days ago… This is my second letter for you. Where are you?
I need a shoulder to cry on…!!
I need you son.
Come back soon…
Your mother,
Amanda.

The stanza while you smile…

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Let my love be the fragrance,
That settles down the wild smokes in you,

Let my love be the silence,
That rectifies the loud noise in you.

Let my love be such delicious!
That eats up the bitterness in you

Let my love be the the light,
That guides the weedy darkness in you.

Let my love be the dance,
That selects your stumbles as a part in it

Let my love be the love,
That teaches your hate to love.

Let my love sit with you,
When you cry in corners and crave for someone to understand

Let my love feel,
what every inch of your breath go through.

Let such love of mine,
Be reflected in you…

Let such love of mine,
Write the story of your tears,

Let such love of mine,
Be the stanza while you smile…

Bleeding Supernovas!!!

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Darling,

I wish you knew…

That whenever a part in you,

dies…

Like death of a star

in a gigantic galaxy,

The universe in me,

cries theĀ tears of fire!

I wish you could see…

In me,

The bleeding supernovas!!!

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