what i am losing is a room
where i can play my own music,
ghazals and blues for my dark moods,
rock for my intense times,
old malayalam songs for my childhood
shared with a distant brother
what i lose with you
my darling...
is that room.
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such a nice picture, such a nice poem. i feel like living here too...
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