Caved to the idea of conversing,
Through the self-tether,
Paved to the idea of capitulating,
Through the self-assessor,
Swayed to the idea of concreting,
Through the self-oppressor,
Greyed to the idea of cajoling,
Through the self-endeavour,
I am, now, walking towards the ocean,
Step by step in the rythmic motion,
Defying every obvious notion,
To reach the briny of my emotion,
To calm the high tides on my own,
From the shore where I would stand alone,
As only I would have the sole access,
And I would not want others to try and digress,
That being said, I should get back,
Continuing my walk, while filling the knapsack,
With all the ideas that I will discover,
To take down the high waves with fervour.

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Year after year, the words, down the path, are fading,
The cold feet now are having a habit of wading,
They used to wander freely so that the tales can be told,
Now the thoughts around this have themselves been put on hold.
In a very long time, nothing has even been tried to articulate,
As if there has been an agreement that it's time to abate,
The stories are impounded and their impacts are also ceased,
Because of that, they need to be, deliberately, preached.
Hopefully, they will be liberated someday,
And the fables to be unfolded will find their way.

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Heavier heart hides hurricane,
Blames benevolent brook brimming bane,
And agonizes aches apparently arcane,
Sacrificing sentience significantly sane.

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A night full of thunders,
Never ceases to show wonders,
It stages the sky to precipitate love,
And enjoys the flashes from up above.

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A cloud is finally taking one wavy stride,
With his close friend wind beside,
Who is pushing him more than his extent,
To wander ahead and create a more audacious life event.

Hence, he is on his way to collect all the souvenirs,
And also to overcome all his fears.
He glides with pride like the happiest guy,
He goes with the flow and continues to fly.

After he gets all he needs,
It will be time to finally grow up and live up to his deeds.
Although he would be quite heavy in the end,
But he has to let it all out to ascend.

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We often let our emotions sublime,
Of course that happens with time.
Reachable people starts going away,
Then who are we to force memories to stay.
Holding the rope, suddenly doesn't make much sense,
Year long fondness looks good only in the past tense.

Of all the moments, the one which seems sad,
Follows us till we feel very bad.

Lastly, we decide to obliterate those recollections,
Only to welcome the awaited connections.
Variation of this kind is obviously a sign,
Everlasting short lived attachments are not always benign.

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The origin of evil is strange,
We are often blinded with illusion.

The origin of good is strange,
We are often blinded with delusion.

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Nefarious nemesis numbed noble names,
As if they were playing some extremely fun games.
They terrorised the twilight town,
As if they were pretending to be like an ignorant clown.

The fear instilled by them was enough,
To raise citizens' heartbeat from crest to trough.
The colonization was also going well for the antagonists,
Up until the arrival of cavalry of the alchemists.

They were not just the scientists,
Each of them knew magic and some of them had iron fists.
Their proficiency can't be questioned for sure,
They were the hope that can make citizens secure.

Witty warlocks warded whole wing,
To protect the citizens who can't even make their weapons swing.
Unanimously usurping unassailable union,
The wise sorcerers defeated the enemies and ceased their dominion.— % &

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We all need a pass.
A pass to go and live on the earth.
But in order to get this authorization badge,
We all will need a spark.
A spark that tells us our true worth.
The souls which are not yet ready,
Will need to undergo a series of tests.
A series of tests to bring back the verve.
So after the processes are finally finished,
We all will need to take a leap,
A leap to reach our respective vessels to serve.— % &

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Just when you think,
You are ready to forget,
You will reminisce every saved blink,
Jazzing before you, of those whom you didn't get.

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