Somedays it's not about
the colourful shades
that matters,
but the grey shade
that lies between the
black and white.

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I still visit him

In the old chats we exchanged
and in between
the written words that were once home to us.

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If you ever fall in love with a poetess. Then there's no way you can escape her. You're forever captivated by her.

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Suno,

Jis tarah yeh sooraj dhal raha h in badalon meh
Thik wese hi tum bhi mujhme dhal jawoge kiya?

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Home painted in red and yellow,
resembling a Dak Ghar,
where thousands of letters lie,
each one of them waiting eagerly

~to reach their beloved

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Suno,

Jis tarah mujhai khula aasman dekhna pasand hai,
Thik wese hi tum bhi apne bhagdor ki zindagi se,
5 mnt nikalkar mere saath yeh khula aasman dekh loge kiya?

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Amid the chaos sometimes the destination seems hazy and we tend to lose sight of that moment. We suddenly become clueless and at that time all our thoughts get tangled with each other leaving our mind blank. The lines of the palm gets turned and twisted, searching for the destination. At that times we are often left with the two roads diverged in a yellow wood, getting all confused to choose one. But still, we grow seed of faith and choose the one road. Deep down we all go through the fear of not choosing the wrong path, but somehow we manage to collect the courage and head that direction, trying to be stable and never wavered in the path. We might question every circumstances that we come across but still on the other side we trust the process and we know that these times of doubt will not last and eventually, a day will come when all things will fall into place and till then we grow the plant of faith that says

~Everything happens for a reason.

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Suno,

Jis tarah yeh Chand thehar raha hai aasman meh
Wese hi tum bhi mere pass thehar jawoge kiya?

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A letter to myself 🌻

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When Papon sang-

Tu yadd kare ya na mujhko
Mere jeene meh andaz tera

I wrote-

Kuch addatein hai jo tumhari hai,
Lkin ab mene in addaton ko apna bana liya hai,
Aur ab tumhara nam na lete hue bhi meh tum jesa bante ja rahi hu,
Aur yeh chiz saaf jhalak rehi hai meri in harkaton meh.

I see reflection of your habits in my actions.

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