Unfilled with adequacy,
fulfilled with emptiness,
colored with black and white,
uncolored with the colors of rainbow,
a magical sight of your face,
those finest figures on your chin,
a dimple like that of half moon,
a smile worth 100 moons,
had all my feelings reserved,
had all my nerves running,
un-shattered remains my heart,
no matter you played it,
no matter you explained it,
you did it for yourself,
and now I am doing it for myself,
by remaining silent,
by remaining un-shattered.
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