Stormy waters, turning waves,
Drowning were a bunch of braves,
Recite they a prayer that saves,
'Sailors' on their last voyage.

Feared all as violent were the waters,
All their dreams, ambition shatters,
Recall their last memory as if it matters,
Remberence of their dear love (life).

It pains that still the clouds deny,
Hopes are low, winds are high,
Appears a glow, in that dull sky,
A head in the sea of clouds.

Asks them to chose a life beyond shores,
Intolerable, full of mucky chores,
"Choose thou to wipe their floors
Or choose thou to rest on the seafloor"

Smile melancholic all at their dark fate,
Chose the seafloor, appears a large gate,
black was the night, white was the slate,
Become all Heads in the clouds.

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When the world talks about novelty,
Express lost, and a goal of reality,
Least bothered by the happy grain
Try investing in your solitary pain.
Slowly drain from these pale veins
Compassion, reeling into remains,
Hurt, short of a cordial sympathy.
Muster along and the amber birds
Edging towards the eternal freefall
Revive? Survive? Don't bother at all!
Zeugma is this world and it's words.

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Hard work simply follows the kinetics of a first order reaction.

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May be I am too proud to not settle,
May be I am too ambitious to not give up,
May be I trust too much in hope,
May be I lost myself while fighting the battle.

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Just a passersby.
Travelling the paths less travelled by.
Not to be lost in the crowded.
I will meet and greet,
Bring smiles, heal and sometimes in that I feel alive.
Perhaps in your stories, I shall live and believe.
Believe that I am needed.
Realising needed, but not treasured.
Because, who am I?
Just a passersby,
Travelling the paths less travelled by.

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But if I will to, will you desire?

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लब्ज़ों को समेट रहा था,
तुम्हे सुलझाने के लिए,
आदात से, लिखने बैठ गया,
फिरसे तुझमें उलझने के लिए।

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Hearing the chandelier of stars chime,
I pain down my words for that last rhyme,
Do they? Will they? Should they?
I ask, I ask you for the one last time.

Those moments fading away under the shade,
I took most paths, unaware to where they led,
Care to join? Will you? Should you?
I ask, I ask you for one last time.

Dancing under the dim lights of that night,
I felt your smile to be the prettiest sight,
Will you smile again? For you? For me? For us?
I will ask you this, perhaps, for that one last time.

That one last time, when I chose you as the one,
The one to last, giving time the long-run,
Albeit, A white dove or A black swan?
When in the dark side we meet, I shall ask.

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तब जो तू मिल गयी थी, कुछ पल के लिए ही सही,
रुखसत से तेरी बेसबर, तुझे ढूंडा मैं अपने दिल में कहीं,
निशानी तेरी उस हँसी की आज भी मेरे आंखों में जिन्दा है,
मनो लगता ह, ये दूरियां ही आज खुदसे शर्मिंदा है।

आहिस्ते से तू जो पास आई थी, में थम सा गया था,
तेरे रुक जाने पर, तेरी अन अदाओं में डूबने की जो ख्वाइश था,
निडर होके अगर अपने दिल की बातें, कह ही देते,
ये दिलों की धड़कनों में, आज इतने सवाल समाए नहीं होते।

आख़िर के उन लम्हों को याद करके रातें जरूर काट लेता हूं,
रुमानियत जो तुझसे था, वो सपनों में जी लिया करता हूं,
निगाहें तेरी, आज भी इन सपनों को धूंधला कर जाते हैं,
मगर लिहाज तो कर, सपनों के साथ मेरे नींद भी तो टूट जातें हैं।

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I just feel the emptiness inside of me with all these feelings, full of you, yet devoid of yours.

Perhaps just enough to make it full.

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