We could start it up
All again..
This time, but, with a
Greater clarity
On each other, of course..
And make up, better
The lost time to love

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Relations become meaningless
People around become burden
Closeness become mere physical
Words never come from the heart
When
Goodbye is the only word
That has all the sense in the world...

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Lies a thin line
Of subjectivity...
My right could be
Another one's wrong...
Then what's it, exactly!??

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മധുരമുള്ളവ...
മണ്ണിന്റെ മണമുള്ളവ...
മഴത്തുള്ളി മണിമുത്തുകൾ
മാരിവില്ലുയർത്തുന്നവ...
മേഘജാലങ്ങളോതും
മർമ്മരസൗഹൃദങ്ങൾ...

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To Love ...
Get Loved...

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Balance...
Is success...
To balance
Understanding
With realisation...
Realisation
With adjustment...
Adjustment
With love...

Life"ll be beautiful..

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What I am ...
It's not what I mean to be ..
Though it's what others see me, as..

I'm not sure if I need to mend them
For those are flaws that's in me
And makes me complete...
A 'what I am '...

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A love
That can never
Be filled with
Someone's else
On Earth is that of
A mother.

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Makes it more like a
Desert, - waterless
Or, at times, like an
Ocean, - landless.

Anyway,
Life is miserable

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Is the most fearful
Of all fears.
To overcome that fear
Is what's called being fearless

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