Believing in yourself makes the foremost of your effort in achieving feats! Diligence is usually a complement.

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After long, I pen down my thoughts.
It's neither the mind nor the heart,
It's the soul that quenches it's thirst.
Words & phrases that tries & finds its way,
Connections between are long lost.
Peaceful dusk, seeking for solace.
Dark night, the earth alters to be the scary place.
While I hide my story behind the clouds.
A lonely impulse, but no cheering crowds.
Wishes to wake up to a new day.
Hopes last, as long as it could stay.
Spilling lines might help to heal.
Life never knew, the cost to deal.

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সুযোগ আর অপেক্ষা এই দুইয়ের আপাতঃ পার্থক্য বোধহয় আছে, হয়তো এরা একে অপরের ভারসাম্য কে আপেক্ষিক ভাবে পরিপূর্ণ করে। সুযোগ যেমন ধৈর্য্যের পরীক্ষা নেয়, অপেক্ষা বেশ নমনীয় ভাবে ধৈর্য্য রাখতে শেখায়।

উপলব্ধি
শ্রীযুক্ত অনিকেত

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To my dearest winter, you look so fresh
Blend of colors of flowers within
And falling leaves,
How you keep this as Books of Secret so ease.
The magnanimity of December Sun
Is just like a cup of honey ginger lemon served as my bed tea.
Rays so plays hide & seek, behind the glass.
Moments kept blissfully as memories,
To read as stories of influence
Is thus one such book of LIFE.
Appealed by musings of Beethoven.
To love is to receive is always a glimpse of heaven.

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If I compliment that would be too less to recognise all what he did for me till today, my countless demands to disagreeing what he advised, a lot more am sure. He never felt tired but got angry sometimes. His presence mattered with every step I took in life.

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Cold breezy winters reminded of the new beginning, the last spring that beholded too many memories, standalone summer evenings witnessed much innocence, the cloudy days that brought eternal peace, the autumn struggled to prevent the blooming love which will never last..

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एक अजनबी सि मंजिल हो तुम
मै बेनाम सफर हु
मिलना तो मुश्किल है तुमसे
फिर भी मेरी उम्मीद हो तुम
मिलना तो मै तब भी चाहु
जब पास वक्त नही होगा और
शासे कम होगी
खबर थी मुझे सबकुछ इन्कारो गे तुम।

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वो गांव और यह शहर
फासला तो आसमान और जमीन का है
शहर जहा चकाचौंध कि वेमिशाल प्रतीक वही गांव कि सादगी और कहा मिलती है

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Time & beyond, shores of melancholy
With destined hope, held your hand
Thy heart now bears a painful story
Like a boat at sea, longs for land
An untruth, thy heart borrowed
Hidden treasures to line my chest
Wealthy words in their sorrow
Thou soul demands a peaceful rest
Trails of unwritten stories in the history
No sign of 'X' will mark us on the map
But remained in the books of poetry
Thus love for once, in a paragraph
Left me behind, on this barren island
Malady: cup filled up to the brink
Awaits to die in this silence
Deep down, life waits for a chance to rethink

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Vigilant eyes, patrolling soldiers under frost
Bullets: on the borders a life again lost
Sniper that silently hunts for its prey
Mother, prays before God in sheer dismay
Last memoir, 'PHOTOFRAME' on the wall
Hopes shattered, a headquarters call
Tired of this war engagement every day
Pain of losing them will never go away
Sacrificed life, sorrows to bury
Borders safe, tranquil sleep, nothing to worry

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