Love... It is but a flower,
It blooms with eternal youth,
Leaving all mesmerized with its beauty,
Passionate, yet with forbidding thorns...
With time, the flower shall wither,
Time will take it Home,
To the very earth from which it grew...
Yet It's still there, it left its indelible mark,
Untouched... Unharmed...
Alive... Within thousand other flower bushes
That have sprung up from it...

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is that it just tells one to be original,
unaltered by fake pretences, unscathed by the World's "standards" which one is supposed to live up to...

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When I felt something change,
In The air... The atmosphere...
My mind...
And there you were---
Friendly as ever...
It was only then that I noticed,
Something... Rare...
The Light your eyes sparkled with,
The Point of Light visible
Over your left shoulder...

I recognized you at Last!

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Right timings & all...
Unpredictable...
It's meant to be Unexpected... That's all!

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"Buddy, when's my day off?"

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It's melodious & enthralling,
It just misses beats at times:
Times when it's in Love,
Or in Trouble...
Yet, those missed beats have a rhythm of their own...
The Rhythm of Life & its Mysteries...

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They try to save it with lies...
Those cheap words...
& You no longer recognise them,
To what you thought they once were...

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Its deep secrets... Its mysteries...
All those questions,
That make Life look too short to answer...
All those unknown things,
That make Life eager for more...

It's all about living it to the Tunes of your Soul!

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Recognise Infatuation from Love...
You've opened my eyes:
They vary in their depths...
And it's awful to mix them up,
Maybe that's what we did...

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My favourite songs
I feel like I can hear my Soul
Speak out with unbelievable clarity...

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