This night full of stars,
helps me in weaving dreams,
out of fear and trembled heart,
I keep sewing one by one,
And in a go,
I paint a canvas out of it,
With a wish that one day I could
make it sparkle in reality,
I choose to close my eyes.-
I go for hunting, again and again.
It's a daily cause now,
For the sake to gain something,
to lose something,
I am wounded,
but kept alive, always,
The reason behind is still unfound.
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Thoughts coming in my mind, giving rise to new happenings, my heart trying to collect the glances of the universe, I am interested in each moment, penning it down, with each blink of ink I write, I find something that makes my "Wait" more beautiful and my "Patience" more strong.
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Bruises and scars of mine walks with me,
I have failed and broken, numerous times now,
Making me braver and stronger than the previous,
I finally, have made it mine now,
They remind me for why I shouldn't stop and never give up,
They make me realise for why I should keep going, and look back, only to see how far I came, and look forward, only to see
how far I need to go.
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It didn't bothered me much when it came to an argument and later a fight.
Grief got into me, the time when we no longer tried to save it from ending.-
Your carelessness and my anger are in conflict, no matter what it takes, but I know, one day, any one or both of them, will make understand, each other and then to "us".
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I might not win someday, failure shall stick to me always, but giving up shall not be my choice either.
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"You write well, you are a lover of words."
"I bleed pain well, I am a lover of sadness."-
He - What can you do to prove your love for me?
She - I would give my last breath to you, for you can give it to your beloved, so that you chose to stay with her, your rest of your life.-
Heart has been heavy for years, I no longer remember when it felt light last time.
Aims have been crowded in me, giving me hopes but all in despair,
I try not to look back, at the same time, looking forward makes me scared.
Homeless even after having a home,
Loneliness in me, even when surrounded by bunches around.
A silent walker in my life, cradling in search of happiness, weaving success yet fails to sew it,
Someone whose falling is constant and standing up is must, passing each day with a belief and smiling like nothing worse happened to me, ever.-