fragments of time suspended in air
memories like autumn leaves scattered without care
the weight of what's past pressing down
yet in the silence a whisper's found

maybe this is the end of all roads
or the beginning of paths yet untrod
the heart beats strong with a mix of fear
and the courage to step into the unknown here

in the depths of uncertainty I stand
with the echoes of what's been in my hand
the future's canvas stretches far and wide
awaiting the brushstrokes of my next stride

the tears of yesterday mingling with today's dew
as I step forward into the unknown anew
with every breath a choice is made
to let go or to forge ahead unafraid

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My God: I can't find anyone to talk with;
except you tonight. You see my loneliness,
the loneliness of a nest in a burning forest.

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It is another sleepless night,
a battlefield that has become familiar,
and where the desire for victory is no more
and no less burning than the desire for defeat.

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It's 28th July.
(End of an year).

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Drowning is not falling into the water,
no one describes the fish as drowning,
but it is drowning in the air,
drowning means falling in a place
that is not yours.

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I see you being saved
even though you are the disaster.

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एक अजीब सी कहानी है,
जो मेरा मन पसीज जाती है।
मैं कलम लेकर बैठता हूँ,
पर कविता नहीं आती है।।

सालों बीत गए उन बातों को,
पर आज भी कल-सी याद आती है।
एक अजीब सी कहानी है,
जो मेरा मन पसीज जाती है।।

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टूटा ही सही, पर किसी तारे से कम हूँ क्या,
उससे दूर जा के उसकी इच्छा पूरी की है हमने।

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The great lessons birds teach their young,
the reptiles make fun of it.

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For the starters, I'm crazy.
When you start knowing me more,
I become the normal one.
And when you get lost in my neuron circuits,
I become the weird person for you.
So don't get attached, please!!

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