𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗧𝗮𝗹𝗲 𝗼𝗳 𝗮 𝗪𝗶𝗹𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗙𝗹𝗼𝘄𝗲𝗿

I am a wilted flower
Oh! my beautiful petals which has fallen off
Passion of imparting happiness finally terminated.
Remembering that jolly rejuvenated period in my evergreen memory
Passing on that sunny aura nearby being the only part.
Thankful to that old man watering me day n night
Absorbing his sorrow was my only pay off.
With each falling petal lies a story of friendliness
Yet the unknown passerby call me a futile resource.
With each passing day, the remains incorporating in that barren soil
Eventually, rose a bud with green lustrous potency to surpass the sky.

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𝗔 𝗡𝗘𝗪 𝗕𝗘𝗚𝗜𝗡𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚 ?
Smiles on face awaiting the future ahead
Hopes so high breaking the past traumatization
Environment the same- mysterious n tempting
Signs of treachery preying on her observantly
Expectations cloud touching yet the fear dragging it down
The wounds once closed surfacing slowly but surely
Now the cracks large enough to break the longing in two
Will it ever be enough trying to be the best version of you?

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Hard.. A word so common to the ears
Excuses following those unfinished jobs.
Error... The ever repeating human act
Amends masking the very purpose.

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I found the real myself getting whatever I ever dreamt of making my each day beautiful.

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The smell of yours do reach my senses.
Even in your absence,
The voice of yours rings in my ears.
Even in your absence,
The moments of ours flashes in my mind.
Even in your absence,
The sweetness of ur presence pleases my soul.

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When the pleasant memories find their way to occupy my mind.
It's only at night
When I start planning for what to do next which fails eventually.
It's only at night
When I get engaged in everything else other than studies.

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I feared to act on the stage filled with public
But the present situation taught me to act happily infront of everyone except him.

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Dokhe khate khate
bharosa uth gaya tha pyaar par
Jab koi na tha paas uske
to rakha usne khod ko dil mein

Ek din mere ankho se puchha woh
wajah unke naam hone ki
Aansuwon ne bole use
tujhe khone ka daar he mujhe

Dekh kar mere aansu
uske dil ne kaha ishika tha intezaaar
Khudko bhula dil usne
mujhe apne dil mein chupakaar

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Your hugs make me feel like
an inviting pillow to forget all my problems.
Your hugs makes me feel like
an evergreen support to all my issues.
Your hugs make me feel like
a warming connection of my soul to smell of you.
Your hugs make me feel like
a soothing sensation to lose myself in you.

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Shackles binding my feeble feets
Key to which lies in my accomplishments.
The sorrow, the pain, the miseries
since an infant till the achievements
Fairytales involving helpful witches
yet no aid for this imprisoned princess.

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