You can stop searching.
I am who I am. I am not yours.
I never was.
You should go away.
And never look back.
So?
GO!
Go.
Go…
I am who I am. I am not yours.
I never was.
You should go away.
And never look back.
So?
GO!
Go.
Go…
Yes, I think I should stop searching.
Yes, you are who you are. Not mine.
You never were.
I should. I should go away.
And never look back.
Send me.
I am yours.
I am yours.
I will always be yours.
Yes, you are who you are. Not mine.
You never were.
I should. I should go away.
And never look back.
Send me.
I am yours.
I am yours.
I will always be yours.
Randomly Abstract 
So first I read this on the WordPress reader preview thing, and the whole thing was arranged as one on top of the other. I thought okay, this is good, but shouldn’t a conversation be arranged in a dialogue form? Then I opened your blog page and I see this: two neat columns acting as perfect dialogue. This is why I love your work. These little pieces of extra creativity. Like that red font the other day. Like these columns.
Aaah thanks Ershad. Coz I read it through the reader as well and was confused. And then read your comment and went back to the blog. Maakes so much sense!!
Thank you so much!
I wrote this simply at first but thought it wasn’t giving what I wanted to, so I used some HTML for the columns. Also I had no idea Reader pe ja ke sab kharab hua hoga (though now it sounds quite possible).
Thanks again for the kind feedback! ^_^
Haan Reader has its own dimaag.
You’re welcome 🙂
I was about to post a comment on your brilliance but Ershad did that for me. Then again, good job. I love the wanting and belonging that emanates from those haunting words I am yours.
Thank youu! I am glad you like it. 🙂
creativity personified. That is a brilliant work.
Thank you, kind reader.
The name is Asim. And I really your work. Poetry is like a drug you know, you can’t have enough. I am a poet myself😊😊
The name is Asim. And I really like your work. Poetry is like a drug you know, you can’t have enough. I am a poet myself.
It is! Someone said, you have to always be drunk. On wine, poetry or virtue, as you wish. 🙂
I would have chosen poetry anyway 😊😊😊😊
I love how it started with a strong resolve but then along the way all the resolve seemed to have dissipated and you find yourself right where you were standing before, Not moved an inch.
from your comment, I know you understood this. also, we haven’t talked in a long while. also, hi. also, ily.
Now this is what I call persistence 🙂
🙂 that harmful, powerful thing.
The one on the right hand side resembles me alot 🙂
This is so beautiful Maria, I don’t understand how I never commented on this?
It’s mindblowing.
I’m probably that one asking to go.
🙂