a touch initiating
the acquaintance
without being clued up
about its depth
and it's brilliance.
you breathe in to smell
the body that's tipsy
drowning in it's charm
that turns you insane
and turns you antsy.
here you read a book
ready to get sauced
imagining every flaw
with the feeling of getting intimate
and the feeling of getting lost.

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Nazarandaaz kar rahi hu.
Khamosh hu,
kamzor nahi.

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She flaunted her
disguised scars
and wore them
as her crown

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Kaise baya karu
mera pyar,
Mere ankahe lafzon se
bani shayari hai tu.

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Dear women,
( Read Caption)

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To the woman downstairs,
( Read Caption)

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To the woman who never lost hope,
( Read Caption )

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You make the stars
shine in daylight,
and ships to sail
in a stormy night.
You have mastered
the art to see,
a disguised me
deep inside me.
You smile to shower
the moments of bliss,
and make the sorrow
meet remiss.
You my dear
are that poetry fame,
read by everyone
but not understood the same.

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the black and white
starts making sense,
the pounding heart
stops being tense.
the constant searching of your eyes
comes to an end,
you now believe in someone
being godsend.
the calmness
greets you merrily,
no you definitely won't
see things blindly.
getting lost in your thoughts
isn't a sign,
your mind just apparently
gets align.
falling in love
isn't that intricate,
just believe in destiny
and how you met.

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It was easy
falling in love
with you,
I'll prove it
by staying in
love with you.

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