Oh, Pixie,
Pierce me once more with that joyous laughter
Happiness is embodied, 
But so much more.

Oh, Pixie,
Mysterious creature
Bewitched, longing for enlightenment
I serve thee

Oh, Pixie,
Soul that entwines my mind
Allow me to be seen, to be heard, to be touched
But how

Oh, Pixie,
Love

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Paint white over my eyes
Seal my lips with lies
Scrub my skin so that it may be raw
Sweep my feet and watch me fall 
Shackle my hands with twisted irony
Let me hear those phrases of fallacy
For I would rather have it bittersweet
Than to feel so incomplete

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I miss you away from me
I miss the feel of your bare neck in my hands
I miss your rhythmic fretting

Your screaming
Your singing
Your feedback

The curves of your body
Your wire
Your strap
Your tension
Your release

Your weight in my hands
Your weight in my lap
Your vibrations - your tremors

Now my hands feel empty
Incomplete
Lonely

I want to finger
I want to pick
I want ...

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By: Mirza Sharafat

Khushboo se mehakta aisa hi sansaar hota
ye mosam mere yaha har baar hota

tujhe manaana baar baar sirf hunar hai mera
tera roothna phir kis qadar dushwaar hota

tu kar chuka hai soda emaan ka, ehsaas ka
bawajood iske tu kabhi sharamsaar hota

fakhr e talwaar wo, qatil e kufaar hota
youm e ashoor hamrah Hussain ke Mukhtaar hota

tu haar chuka hai baazi Sharafat ki...

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One star and half a moon 
in the purple sky tonight. 
Half a mind, half a heart, 
half a soul, half life.

A pain so big inside, 
I can’t help but cry 
for the hope gone. 
For the golden round 
lost underground. 

The pain feels full 
but absent, 
present piercing tragic 
to me 
she was pure magic. 

A light that shone 
into my heart. 
I felt the pull so palpable, 
attaching no...

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Does this trip start in you
or spring somewhere in me
there is an urgency of need
I can't seem to abandon

Fingers on the button
clawing at your door, heart beating
will you answer all this longing
let me cross the line, trespassing

Calling by, I'm calling by
that ancient question in my eye
and you can tell, you can smell
that I've been drinking 
but you know me
you know me
you kn...

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Snowy night in
The early spring—
Winter heavy upon
My memories—
I see your figure
Approaching in the dark,
A silhouette in the snow
Against the lantern lights.
Inside, the house is warm,
Though I stand below the lintel
Watching your approach and
Feeling the chilly breeze.
The sight of you
After the long season
Of longing separation
Brings a smile to my heart.

You hesitate in the ...

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I have been having these moments
waiting for trains
pouring kettles
folding sheets
opening a window

I have been having these little moments
flicking through old magazines
in the off-license
glancing up at windows
looking out across the city

When the magnitude of your potential
when all the things you said to me
when the poetry you quietly dedicated
when the soft touch of your deft...

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