Mournful, scornful the deepest aching,
The heart is scheming, squaring and wondering.
The path towards the happiness that leads,
A man to the shining, brightening whims.
A courageous support for ever ending smile,
Which becomes the reason to run an outstanding mile.
A life someone needs, a worriless night to spend,
A continuous process, progress of life till end.

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Love is a mirage
Wondering is a crime,
Stay alone, live the fullest
And always shine.

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Love is enough, though the world be a-waning,
And the heart have no voice, but the voice of complaining
Those burning past ruining the Now,
I could ignore, but don't know How,
Her submission then her insubordination,
I'm demolished with her declination.

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There is nothing but a furious mind, waiting for the ignition, either to reign or to ruin. Sometimes we please ourselves by the shadow of hope, sometimes we lost in the darkness of life. Waiting for the godot, to save us, to protect us, to guide us and sometimes to complete the incompleteness in us.
The hope is a short word but directionless. Let's give it a direction and fulfill the heart's desire.

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ବସନ୍ତ ପବନ ଧୀରେ ଧୀରେ ଆସି ଯେବେ ଛୁଇଁ ଦେଇଯାଏ,
ଚଞ୍ଚଳ ହୃଦୟ ଚଗଲା ପବନେ ଝୁମିଝୁମି ନାଚିଯାଏ ।
ଉଷୁମ ଯେତିକି ଶୀତଳ ସେତିକି ସମୀର ର ଆଦରତା,
ସ୍ମୃତିର ଝଙ୍କାର ଉଲ୍ଲସିତ ହୁଏ, ସତେ ଏହା ବସନ୍ତ ର ଚତୁରତା ।
ନୀରବ ରାତି ର ଅହୁଲାଏ ବାଆ ସ୍ପର୍ଶ କରାଯାଏ ଯେବେ,
ଲାଗେ ସତେ ଅତୀତ ମୁହୂର୍ତ୍ତ ଫେରି ଆସିଛି କି... ଦେହ, ମନ, ଯୌବନେ ।

ଆହା ! ତୁ ବସନ୍ତ ଅତି ଆପଣା ର, ଏବେ ନିରିଦୟ କାଇଁ ହଉ...
ହୃଦୟ କୁ ମୋର ବୁଝାଇ ରଖିଛି, ତୁ ଅବୁଝା...ଅମାନିଆ କାଇଁ ହଉ...!

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Those who used to say that love requires no condition(Unconditional love), I must tell them that Unconditional love means hurting yourself. And those who can't love the self, can't love others.

Love is itself a condition. In which, we share our emotions. So, without a condition love is like the uneducated philosophy. There's no reason to love someone by giving your 100% but not getting the same... If you are giving your 100% then give it to the right one and make your relationship 200%. Mutual respect and mutual acceptance, dedication is love.

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ये तक़दीर तू मुझसे रूठा ज़रूर है
मगर मैं तुझसे डरता नहीं हूं,
तू गिरा सकता है बार बार मुझे,
मगर मैं ज़िद्दी हूं, झुकता नहीं हूं ।
ख़ामोश जरूर हूं मगर कमज़ोर नहीं,
माना की हारा हुआ हूं मगर रुका नहीं ।
तेरी हर जुल्म को सह लेते हैं, कमज़ोर समझता है क्या ?
कोशिश किया है तू मुझे गिराने की...
कभी मेरा सर झुका है क्या ?

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ଦେଶ ର ଗୌରବ ଦେଶ ର ଗାରିମା ପୋଡ଼ି ଖାଇ ଦେବା ପରେ,
ଅଗଷ୍ଟ ପନ୍ଦର ଆସିଲେ ଜନତାଙ୍କ ମନେ ଦେଶ ପ୍ରେମ ଜାଗି ଉଠେ।
କୁଳାଙ୍ଗାର ସବୁ କୁଳ ର କଳଙ୍କ ଲଜ୍ୟା ନାହିଁ ତୁମ ମନେ !
ଲୋକ ଦେଖାଣିଆ ଦେଶ ପ୍ରେମ ଛାଡ଼ି ପ୍ରକୃତ ଭକ୍ତିଭାବ ଆଣ ମନେ ।

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बेसक वो हमसे मोहब्बत करती है
मगर उन्हें इज़हार करना नहीं आती,
दिल में आग उनकी तरफ़ से भी है
मगर वो उस आग की ऐलान नहीं करती ।
इश्क़ मुझे भी है, दर्द उनको भी है
मगर उनकी ज़ुबान पे इश्क़ बयां नहीं होती ।
इंतज़ार की हद टूट रहा है, फिर भी दिल को संभाले हैं,
दर्द की ख़बर उनको भी है, फिर भी उनको समझाते हैं ।

सायद कुछ मजबूरी है,
मगर ये दिल नासमझ है और बेचैन भी है ।
उनकी "हां" में दुनियां की हर खुशियां छुपी है
शायद उनको खबर नहीं की ये दिल उनपे कितना मरता है...

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मौत को भी दर्द होती है जब वो जान किसिकी लेती है,
मोहब्बत उसको भी होती है...मगर वो प्यार से कभी बात करती नहीं है ।
छूना चाहे प्यार से तो चीज़ें बेजान हो जाती है,
मौत की भी क्या कसूर...
ये मोहब्बत ही तो...ज्यादा हो जाए या फिर ज्यादा कर लो...कभी रिश्ता तो कभी इंसान दम तोड देती है !

मौत...बदनाम है, बेबस भी है,
खामोश है और तड़पता भी है ।
जनाब ! ये मौत ही तो है जो आजाद करती है,
कभी रूठ के तो कभी प्यार से, मना के अपना ही लेती है ।

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