This loneliness of mine is like a balm for the wounds
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Avijeet Das
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The tender breeze felt my loneliness. It brought me your fragrance.

By Avijeet Das

She: I want to come into your life so that you would feel less lonely.

By Avijeet Das

And finally we get addicted to our sadness.

By Avijeet Das

Neither can you explain yourself to me. Nor can I explain myself to you. You have your sadness and I have mine.

By Avijeet Das

Whenever I feel sad, I just take out my phone and listen to her laughter recorded in my online messenger.

By Avijeet Das

Sometimes you feel that you are crying but tears won't come out of your eyes.

By Avijeet Das

It was raining that night, when we kissed for the first time.

By Avijeet Das

The night is the balm for the wounded soul!

By Avijeet Das

Last night I weaved dreams from the cobwebs of time!

By Avijeet Das

Last night, I was a mad man searching for a whiff of your fragrance. The stars and the moon even laughed at me.

By Avijeet Das

My favorite symphony is the silent song of the night!

By Avijeet Das

The night is the balm for the wounded souls of the world.

By Avijeet Das

Tonight is the night of telling our stories. You tell three and I four.

By Avijeet Das

i want her to know that

By Avijeet Das

Last night we spun dreams from the cobwebs of time!

By Avijeet Das
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