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  For The Boy I Love ~ Srimoyee Dutta               For the boy I love, these words I pour, With burning passion to my core. You set my heart ablaze with desire, And with you I feel like I can fly higher. Your touch ignites a flame within, And in your arms I forget all sin. Your lips are the sweetest nectar, And your embrace, my safe protector. Your eyes, so deep and intense, Draw me in with their magnetic sense. For the boy I love, these words I write, With all my heart, they take flight. You are the sunshine on a cloudy day, And with you, everything seems okay. Your smile is like a ray of light, That makes my world so bright. Your laughter is music to my ears, And in your presence, I have no fears. Your smile is sunshine on a gloomy day, And in your arms all worries fade away. Your laughter is a medicine for my soul, And in your company, I feel whole. You are kind, gentle, and so true, And I am grateful for everything you do. You make me fe...

  Reality Check ~Srimoyee Dutta I knew it was imminent, but that doesn't make it hurt any less For a long time we were going down different paths, But still I held on to the chance that we might go back to where we used to be I could ask you to stay, But there's really nothing left to say. I think it is going to be emotional and long But I know I am strong I guess we just grew apart But it still hurts in my heart. We went days without speaking or a single text, And all I could do was wonder what was next. Even when things were bad, I never thought this relationship would end, Broken hearts I thought we could mend As I write this, memories flood me, They remind me of all we used to be I've got no energy to cry How did we get this far, and why did something so special have to die? I knew it was over when we started doing things on our own You got so distant and I was alone There are many nights when you're all that's on my mind And days when I can't get out of my ...

How is it my fault? By: Srimoyee Dutta You hoped I would be a parrot When I was not. You still had expectations Though you knew you should not. How is it my fault? As I think it is not. You painted me green and red And shoved chillies down my throat. It almost suffocated me to death. You wanted me to be a parrot, when in truth, I was not. How is it my fault? As I am sure it is not. You cage me up And hold me prisoner. But when I dream to spread my wings To fly free into the sky, You wake me up and say “You need to be a parrot, so don’t you sleep.” How is it my fault? As I know that it is not. You wanted me to imitate Repeat the words after you, But when all I could do was sing, You caged me up again. You wanted me to be a parrot, when in truth, I was not. How is it my fault? I ask again and again, Since I was so sure, that it was not. I am too wea...