Either I punch the rock or kick it till shattered into pieces, breaking the rock of grudge, that one which holds us tight, which pulls us towards a dark era of self misery! Making me free! Free enough to savour the beautiful world of thoughts beneath.......
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Day 3:- āĻĻā§āĻĻāĻŋāύ āĻšāϞ, āĻĻā§āĻāĻŋ āĻāĻŋ āĻāϰāĻā§....
"āĻŦāϞāĻŋ āĻ āĻŽāĻžāĻŽāύāĻŋ, āϤā§āĻŽāĻžāϰ āĻāĻŋ āĻāĻžāϰā§āϰ āĻāĻĨāĻž āĻŽāύ⧠āĻĒāϰ⧠āύāĻž!!!"đ
Day 4:- āϧā§āϰ! "āϤā§āĻ āĻā§āĻĨāĻžā§!!! āĻ āύāϞāĻžāĻāύ āύāĻž āĻā§āύā§!!! āĻāĻ āϝ⧠āĻļā§āύāĻāĻŋāϏā§! āĻāϤā§āϤāϰ āĻĻā§ āĻŦāϞāĻāĻŋ!!"đ¤Ŗđ¤Ŗđ¤Ŗ-
The dusk that day experienced two beautiful souls weeping over one another.
It was twilight, the dried leaves were rustling as the wander wind forcibly dragged them away, a last leaf fighting for her survival on a lifeless branch of the tree.
Cold wind blew, she hugged him tighter. Two souls marking the last hint of life in that dreadful barren land. Silence everywhere, there was a flood of emotions going within. Grasping for breath, her hand froze. It was as if every bit of her emotions was going to explode. Every drop with thousands of memories, rolling down the cheek and a merciless monster on the ground gulping them within seconds.
Breaking the silence, he spoke,"I think we need to go now". She nodded, "What if....." she gulped.
"The world needs us, we have to prove ourselves. This is the last bitter fight. Once done, we will definitely meet."
Wiping her tears, he said, "Look there! The sun went away just to make the stars visible, So will us."
The last struggling leaf had been overpowered. The wind carried it away miles. With the last kiss on the forehead, the withered tree saw the two ever connected souls physically walking past in different directions.
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The balance of nature is awfully blessed along with a mix of tragedy. The challenge is to work with your utmost weakness.
You break, reform it and again fall down and the cycle continues.
Yes! You absolutely can't change yourself and the broken marks will never leave you.
At each step, you reconsider yourself and learn more and more
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A man of all might, trying to get things right, holds it tight but alas everything gives a great fight.
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"She is always with you. She doesn't leave your eyes for a second. She is decorated in the best possible way. She became your dream girl.
So beautiful isn't it?
Today my imagination gave your picture a life."
He said running his fingers on her picture.
"Your imagination is eternal. The alive counterpart is no more in her. Time is evil. But never let her die from you. Never let my picture leave you."
He heard a known voice echoing with his wet eyes closed, breathing heavily.-
Oh! Dear!...
Let alone the sun to burn out the foundation off the veil.......-
Perceiving a sunset with a jacket on,
Beside the once most beautiful tree at dawn,
Fresh at autum, old at fall
Though the tree is standing tall
Knowing the new never gonna same,
Still waiting to feel it's lovely fame,
Till the last leaf falls off,
I wanna tender you like a divine toff.-
Sometimes i wanna open my bag to gift you treasures but put them back into nothingness....
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