Kya galtiyo se bante bante galat ban gya hun,
Ya girte sambhalte sambhalna hi bhul gya hun.

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I don't know what to think,
As my mind is an empty canvas,
I don't know what to be,
As my life is pile of lego peices,
I don't know what I am,
As my soul is just empty pond,
So make me, build me, fill me,
I am yours to play with,
So come and paint me,
Come and add pieces to my life,
So come and fill this empty pond,
The more you stay,
The more you can paint me in your way,
The more you construct me in your style,
The more you add to my pond of memories,
So stay.

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Peace is a concept of mind,
You find it, when you feel up for it.

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What makes a trip beautiful isn't the destination, but the journey and company.

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Peace? What it is?
Its the jewel that every man desires,
For being attached to his head,
And to work for his heart,
He seeks for it externally,
While it lies within,
Within the deepest grave,
He once dig for his peace,
It is as ironical as it sounds,
The grave you dig to get the peace,
Is also the grave you bury it in,
Wars are fought to gain this peace,
During these wars we loose the peace,
So we cry, cry for what we want and not have,
While the sand slips from the palm,
I wonder, is peace the calm or calm the peace we need.

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Title:- His other side
Ask him about the pain,
He will give you a reason to laugh,
But won't share what's on his mind,
After suppressing it for so long,

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My desire for this love shall not complete,
Bcuz its riding on horse and I am on foot chasing,
With each step I take it goes 6 more steps farther away,
But a day shall come when horse will stop,
I will be right behind sprinting towards it,
That day has no date but a great value,
As I will achieve the divine love that every human gets,
Either in a parent or in a wife or his child,
It will be in his soul that will last till the very end,
Where the time stops and flows no longer like sand,
The day is no farther then its meant to be,
And so I am running to survive till that day,
The day when I catch the tired horse,
The day when thy love would be in my reach,
I grab Miss Love with hands and pull her close,
And that would be the time I say my sadness adios,
One hand around her waist and one on her shoulder,
I started dancing trying to move the sad boulder,
The moonlight blessed us both as a pair,
As she can be either my child or my wife,
But I will catch her in this and in my afterlife,
Cuz the touch of Miss Love is life's ultimate reward,
And you can meet her more than once,
When you are in an armour or In the form of a naked soul.

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She came in like a warm breeze in the month of October,
I bet I didn't drink but in her presence I wasn't Sober,
With this smile on her face glaring in my eyes,
Something in me clicked and pushed me her side,
I forced words out of me to keep the conversation going,
But being cautious not to be too frequent while I replied,
That something in me clicked because she was by my side,
She was smiling and talking and sharing about her past,
While I was just sitting there losing myself over that cute smile,
A smile free from all the tension and all the fear,
I understood her value and now I hold her dear,
That shine in her eyes was speaking to me,
Making me more curious to know the reason why,
Making plans for meeting you again was a bliss,
One of the opportunities that i didn't wanna miss,
Cracking a hundred jokes to just see that smile,
Your nonchalant way of playing with your hair while talking,
Sharing random stories of past while walking,
I am addicted to the atmosphere of happiness you create,
Happiness is at it peak when I am close to you and I want it that way,
So Lets say our meeting in the bus was written in our fate,

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Broken inside,
Smiling outside,
Crying alone,
While making others laugh.
That's how we became,
That is what it means to be a part of this generation,
Broken heart with beautiful smile.

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Everytime I find someone this irrational fear of betrayal eats my desire to being with them.

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