How do I define it?
Is it normal to think of someone
when you hear a word?
It is to be felt they say.
And I've felt it,
not many a times-
but once.
And that's enough.
Never liked falling,
but here I am.
Falling for you yet again.
Like how the raindrops fall.
Slowly, steadily.
and all at once.
Unplanned but yet,
Fulfilling.
Forgiving yet, so cruel.
Demented yet, pure.
It's all in its raw.
Even you and I.
When even the sky can't help,
but fall for you.
~si
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PoésieM O N A C H O P S I S the persistent feeling that you're out of place or don't belong. A collection of poems.
