You are
both,
my dream
and
the fear
that all
my dreams
are bound
to shatter.-
Writer.
I create fictional characters and make them fall in love.
Not e... read more
When the ash from my cigarettes fall on my mobile's screen, it reminds me of all your letters that I burned to ashes. I got rid of the all the emotions you knitted into words and penned down on colorful papers, but the fire left marks on the flooring of my hall. Marks that never failed to make realise I could never get the rid of you completely. Marks that ignited a rush of emotions within me, emotions I thought I had burned down. It still made my blood run cold everytime I looked at them. No matter how much I tried, I couldn't get rid of those marks. They were there to stay, just like you were. I couldn't even stop looking at them thousand times a day, until I changed my home, just like you did.
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If your mind tells you that you can't get through this, it's lying. If world tells you that you don't matter, it's lying. If people tell you that you are weak and you are making yourself suffer on purpose, they are lying—you are strong, you are doing your best. If you feel the night is long, I assure you dawn will break. If you feel you won't heal, I promise you will. Soon. I know it's painful, it kills to live and sometimes ending everything seems easy but hang in there. This shall pass. You'll get through this. You'll be stronger, better and loveable. Hang in there. We need you. We do.
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You set your eyes on an abandoned flower,
Wanting to get a whiff of the quaint aroma,
Your touch on it feels like that of a lover's,
You wish to own it as if it was something you ever desired,
And when you have it,
You give it away, leaving it to dry and die.
To own someone else.-
The breeze embraces me,
Reminds me how we cuddled
For the first time.
Every touch,
Colder than the verglas,
Giving me jitters down the spine.
Your love,
Cold yet so addictive,
I don't desire sunshine anymore.
Winters and you, my love!
Sad, gloomy and cold.
Yet coveted by my heart,
The most.-
Only if we could sensitize people before entering our space as easily as we sanitize them.
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मुकम्मल हो कर भी हमारी कहानी अधूरी है,
पल भर दूर हो तुम, और सदियों की दूरी है।।-
My parents enter my room at 11am and I have to pretend I am awake
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They say love happens only once in a lifetime, I don't believe it. You can fall in love over and again, numerous times; but the fact is nothing feels like falling in love for the first time. It's a little less beautiful every next time. Grateful I am, that you make me fall in love with you for the first time, almost everyday.
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Khushnaseeb hain wo jinhone tujhe rang lagaya,
Maine toh door se hi tujhe rango me lipta dekhkar apni holi mana li...-