"A bad situation reveals not only your true friends and enemies, but also which family members truly care."

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-:When the Sky Wept for Us:-

Under the velvet black of a weeping sky,
We danced You and I,
Drenched in millions of trembling, cold blue tears.
I pulled you into me, closer, closer,
Until the world disappeared in the space between our hearts.

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I rise where your fragrance haunts the air,
A wraith enwreathed in moonlit prayer.
The stars intone your voiceless hymn,
Mid petals veiled in twilight dim.

You bloom where shadows dare to tread,
A muse in sable starlight clad.
Yet in the hush, I trace your flame,
A breath, a bloom, a whispered name.

Though dawn may steal your transient grace,
I cradle time within your trace.
The night may yield, the heavens flee,
But every bloom you lose finds me.

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शायद उसकी खामोशी में भी एक फ़साना छुपा हो,
पलकों की जुबां में कोई दीवाना सपना छुपा हो।
वो कह नहीं पाया, ये ज़रूरी तो नहीं,
इश्क़ अगर सच्चा हो तो हर अल्फ़ाज़ बेगाना भी अपना हो।

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"He thinks it’s his secret—
but I’ve always known."

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-:A Love I’ve Never Told:-

How do I speak the truth inside,
When all I’ve dreamed and tried to hide,
Is ready now to burst so loud—
A storm of love I can't uncloud.

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-:Rule of the Reclaimed:-

Put it up, then lay it down—
Enough of rulers, enough of crowns.
No more hands upon our backs,
No more silence in the cracks.

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Unhone wafaa ka koi paighaam nahi diya,
Humne bhi bewafaa kehna zaroori nahi samjha.
Dil se nikle toh the unke liye duaon ke saath,
Laut aaye toh khushi, na aaye toh gila bhi nahi kia.

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I held your words like fragile light,
No need to fix, no urge to fight.
Your truth was safe within my care,
A quiet bond just hanging there.
No noise, no rush—just soul to soul,
And in that hush, the storm grew whole.

The silence spoke in gentle rhyme,
A healing wrapped in shared still time.

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-:Thy Light Beyond the Mortal Shore:-
I saw thee walk 'twixt dusk and dawn,
A flame in flesh, now heaven-drawn.
Thy step was soft as seraph’s wing,
Yet bade the stars and spirits sing.
Where Blake’s bright visions pierce the veil,
And Shakespeare’s ghosts in moonlight pale
Do speak of love 'yond time's domain,
Thou tread’st with grace through grief and flame.
Thine eyes, twin orbs of fire and dew,
Held truths no mortal ever knew.
Thy silence spake what none could tell—
Of Eden lost and heaven’s knell.
Thou didst not die, but changed thy guise,
From earthly bloom to starry skies.
Thy soul, in golden garments dressed,
Doth haunt the chambers of my breast.
I call thee not from out the grave,
For love, not death, thy spirit gave.
Thou art not gone, but wanderest free,
Where time is not, and hearts can see.
So let the angels weep no more,
For love hath passed through death’s dark door.
And in this world or world to be,
Thou art my fate, my fire, my thee.

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