Literary Analysis Of Solration, By Sti Ashok Gupta

SUBLIMATION by Stuti Ashok Gupta
I will kill
Without any weapons, but with my poetry.
I will kill
Without any guns, but with my words.
Like every poet
I want to give people
Multiple deaths
Without any blood
Without any pain.
I want to give people
Multiple heart aches
Without any breakups
Without any betrayal.
I want to give people
Multiple dreams
Without any sleep and Without any fear
That it won't come true.

Contents
Sublimation 0 by 0
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All the love 8
If He Watches Cartoons with You 8
Pastel Crayons 11
Jet Lag 13
Raw Mangoes 15
At the Mention of Your Name 17
Valentine 18
Ruminate 20
As Long As You Can 23
Keep Me 24
Run Out of Words 25
On the Roads 26
I Love You 27
Release 29
Use you 30
Air 32
When I met you 34
Of Harmony and Chaos 35
Voids
I'd leave all the rivers, mountains and scenery,
For the feeling of fitting so perfectly into his gaps.
For once

But for now darling, your ignorance is my bliss
I'll lay by you now and forever in this memory.

All the branches don't face the same side of the sky,
But what do I do when I have to choose one side?
You make the branches merge into one, touching my feet.
I get everything I want at once, and for all.

Even now I sit alone, I feel the brush of your fingers against my arm.
It's a phantom, a memory but your memories somehow smell sweeter than you.
And ghosts never die.

I can see invisible, layer of rich colors on my skin even now.
And invisible never fades.

Only if it was poetry, it had lines
My love is a circle, where I have taken rounds all these years.
And circles never end.

(I wrote this piece with Laharee Mitra) Voids
You know, those orange-ish white voids,
In between blue floating clouds
Make me wish,
Wish you were watching me
From above.
Do you imagine me
Putting kajal,
Cause I imagine you
Fixing your hair for someone else,
Religiously, every day I wish,
You were next to me,
Laughing at my poetry.
Relentlessly.

As I watch those gaps
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