Don't know when it ends, not trying to make amends
Don't know you so called friends, doesn't account for 2 cents
Don't need friendships that come and go like trends
Need to forgive myself, keep going? Well that depends.

Depends on whether, you want to bloom or wither
Don't let your past mistakes be a trigger
Trigger, like regrets eating you up on a diet
Face it, don't disappear like Bilbo in shire
Sometime you'll feel like you're hanging on a wire
Ready to snap, Losing yourself, beneath the devil's pyre
But the devil is your comrade, (the devil that is inside you) (the devil is your flight crew) (the devil at the rendezvous) (Tales he devise new)
You ain't sinning yet, it whispers and convinces you
Therefore be aware, use that against the devil so he don't fool you.

Don't be a fool and let this pass you by
Why you trying to give, when no one gives you a try
Apparently it's wat we do, to survive and stay alive
So taint not thy mind nor let thy soul contrive
Live life like a star ,eccentric with bizarre taste
Keep your character pure and thoughts chaste.

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भ्रांतियों के भंवर में
मैं अब फस सा गया हूं
कल्पनाओं के दलदल में
अब मैं धस सा गया हूं
खुशियां अब रास ही कहां आती है
जो न मिले अब पीड़ा
तो खुद अधूरा सा लगता हूं
खुशियों कि तलाश में
खुशियों को ही खो बैठा हूं
थी मंजिल कभी सुकून की
अब कांटो की राहों में
थक कर यही रुक सा गया हूं

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Where should I ask for help,
for my very own depression.
Where everyone is putting,
a fake smile as a first impression.

People know everything , they know you are broken
But still they expect you that your scars should not be open.

They expect you to be good, to celebrate your life with holding a glass of red wine.
Where they do know with you nothing is fine.

Holding the empty glass under the dark old ceiling.
Don't know how to escape these negative feelings.

The moving fan is so haundering, killing myself this thought is always captivating.

Breath smells like weads and alcohol runs through veins.
Never knew how this beautiful body had turned into devastated pain.

It's important to know killing yourself for someone is never worth
Worth is living your life, proving yourself then killing their ego alive.

If still you found devastated in suicidal thoughts
Please hold on and be strong
Because you have some idiots s to prove wrong.

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To be alive is to be missing
Stuck in your mind, shrinking
Find yourself thinking, reminiscing
About the love and all the giving
About the hate and all the taking
Sometimes hurting, sometimes faking
That you are not aching
But the hurt keeps on staking
Not allowing forsaking
Raking your brain, on how to drain
All the pain that is reigning
Tears, It keeps on flaming
You, start blaming, name- calling
People that did you wrong, recalling
But slowly you start crawlin
Walking , running, the pain starts dwindling
Neglecting , you start listening
Listening to the chirping
Chirping of life, a new morning
And you stop mourning
And start morphing
Into a lion, Roaring.

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मुश्किल हालात हैं,
असहनीय जज़्बात हैं।
ख़ाली हाथ जाना है
या खुद को आज़माना है?

थका हुआ तन है,
टूट हुआ मन है।
मुक़्क़दर समझ बैठ जाना है
या मंज़िल को गले लगाना है?

अमावस की रात है,
शिशिर सी वात है।
तमस में विलुप्त हो जाना है,
या भीतर जलती चिंगारियां सुलगाना है?

धुंधले से नज़ारे हैं,
अनगिनत आने चौराहे हैं।
कहीं खोने से डर जाना है,
या अपनी राह खुद बनाना है?

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From the day of our birth to the time we are living now,
We spent between what, when, why and how.
From playing in the cradle to solving life's riddle,
Each time we end up standing in the sea's middle.
Our moments of fun are now just stuck into a pun,
For every time worries standing with a gun.
From the bright days like heaven to the darkest like hell,
We understand life very well.
Escaping with the help of lies, building the castle of expectations,
We bury all our emotions.
Grown-up seeing ants not giving up,
Now with just heartbreaks, we see our lives ending up.

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Battling inside for long
Feeling tormented & exhausted along
Weakened legs, kneeling down
Whereas the eyes are fully shredded
I am just perplexed by the surroundings
And clueless that whom to trust on
whom to rely on
Seeming like all are making fools out of everyone
Being selfish & ditching close ones
I wonder how easy it is to assassinate anyone's character
Tarnishing their identity & leave them to shatter

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Why am i so addled, i seek retort through this creation.
Can't understand a thing, anymore. I just need Salvation
What am i gonna gain, if anything, why do i need revelation.
I do just fine without mass, getting back to isolation?
Why is it so important, why look for identification?
Is it the curiosity or the fear of seperation?
There is inspiration, there is recreation, there is manipulation, sensation, violation & frustration but is there anything that's necessary? Is there any elevation?
I know it bothers none but please, tell me, where am i heading to, what is my destination?

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Reminiscing
I have been thinking about things again
things that left me condemned
Condemed like i was not sane
made me feel all the time we spent was in vain
All the life, energy of mine it drained
Rained miseries on me like some acid rain
This pain left me stained
stained with blood, my brain got me chained.

Was that hurt really necessary?
Was i really someone secondary?
I used to think i was an accessory
to their growth, of their happiness, a happy memory
Yet somehow was oblivious to their treachery
But I am not someone who will blame them for my jeopardy
Will savour in my heart their every memory
As a happy summary, for being a part of my journey.

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In this manipulative world
Someone only craves for hardwork
and all of a sudden you are shutdown
Dropped off so hard that you could not get up anymore with your broken ankles
All we need to do is to be brave enough to stay with the truth and whenever you stand sun will shine on you

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