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Manish Singh

Updated: Thu, 12 Jan 2023 04:54 pm

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Dreamer, filmmaker, writer.

From New York, with love.

When I'd first met you, Can't explain how frenzy I'd behaved. From the daylight butterflies, To the dark night fireflies, I could feel everything around me. It was a feeling out of this world, Like how the comets collide, Like how the stars collide. And people have wishes to make Of the loved ones they desire. I made a wish too. To grow old with you, To get to the countryside And watch sunsets with you. I've learnt it the hard way That not all wishes come true. Now that you've marooned me On this deserted island, It feels like everything that I'd ever expressed, Is that everything that you always suppressed. Five years down, I've been waiting for you Since the month of may. I will keep waiting Till all my hair turns grey. Cause I know that Even if you've been hard on moving on, You'd be finding me In every person that you meet. The memories of me Will forever distract you In everything that you heed. Would you think of returning? Yes indeed. After all, people return home When they're tired and need sleep. 43 Lawston, New York, Backstreet.

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Blog entries by Manish Singh

By the Scaffold (25/01/2023)

December (15/01/2023)

May (14/01/2023)

The Payphone Booth (11/01/2023)

Nonversation (10/01/2023)

Latibule (07/01/2023)

At the Bar. (06/01/2023)

One Day (05/01/2023)

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Stephen Gospage

Tue 10th Jan 2023 16:18

You are welcome, Manish. And thankyou for your kind words on Memory Tax.

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Afshan A

Fri 6th Jan 2023 16:49

Loved the last stanza

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