हां माना की...
तुम नहीं हो, पर चादर की सलवटों में है एहसास तुम्हारा।
तुम नहीं हो, पर सूखी कलियों में है तुम्हारी जुल्फों की खुश्बू।
तुम नहीं हो, पर तुम्हारे आँचल की मीठी छाँव है।
तुम नहीं हो, पर तुम ही तो हो।

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Caught in the vicissitudes of life always be the resolute force you are,
Battling the hurricane of let-downs be the effervescent hope of bright tomorrow,
Amongst the pack of manipulative hyenas be always the gentle human you are,
Stuck in the eye of a storm dance to your tune turning your sorrows into a melody,

My Dear Yuvica be the royal princess you always were and will be.

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For every ruined potential love story....

"Not a hopeless romantic but a passionate optimist", skipped naive heart.
"Not a cynic, but a disappointed idealist", countered rational brain.

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You realise your mortality with all that ends in your life,
God you must be an artist,
to make me realize my inconsequence in such a subtle way.......

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Within the blackhole of insecurities
lies shadow of one's deamons
lurking, staring,
and questioning it's own rationality
while nourishing it's very being.

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I don't obsess being with you,
I abhor parting ways with you.

I am not looking for an eternity with you,
I crave the infinity of here and now with you.

I am wary of ageless beauty or shimmering charm,
I seek timeless elegance and poised demeanour.

In the world full of superficiality,
I seek my own symphony.

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Her tender kisses, like rain drops splashing on dry parchment.
Her effervescent laughter, like water gushing through waterfalls.
Her silent demeanour, like a hushed storm.
She an endless mirage.

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Lurking into grim shadows,
Resonating through resolute chaos,
Despair and death creeping in,
Prayers echoing in silent chambers.


Yet!! hope keeping us together,
Yet!! Love making us fight harder,
Yet!! Warmth allowing the leap of faith.
Yet!! a lot to hold on to.

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कहानी...
कुछ कही, कुछ अनकही सी
अक्सर सुनी, फ़िर भी अनसुनी सी
कुछ मेरी ज़ुबानी, कुछ तेरी ज़ुबानी
थोड़ा सा बादल, थोड़ा सा पानी... एक कहानी।

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May be....

our reasons were unreasonable but mutual trust was true,
emotional hurts were painful but appologies were sincere,
life is chaotic but our values are sought out,
issues are old and worn out but passion is undeniable.

May be the day is over but the night is still young.... may be.

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