We are the beating heart of that love, which drowns itself every night in an ocean of madness

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And no amount of trips & voyages can replace the memories, I happen to make when m around you.

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You and I are two shores of an endless river, which join each other at the brink of horizon

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She had a way of dealing broken things,locking all the shattered memories in her heart, with a seal of tear and a pretentious smile.

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"I believe in destiny, do you?"

"I used to.
We both played a couple of times"

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A slave is bought at the cost of a promising freedom

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The way she defines “ethnic”, via a dress, I can't help but crave ,to capture the traditional-her into a priceless portrait.

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मुझसे अक्सर पूछा जाता है की इतने समय से ये शायर मैंने अपने अंदर कहाँ छुपा रखा था. कुछ पंक्तिओं में उन्ही के लिए अर्ज़ किआ है

कि

बचपन से ही हमे शायर बनने का शौक था
पढ़े लिखे तो ठीक ठाक थे ही,
बस कलम में दर्द
और ज़िन्दगी में एक बिगड़ी मोहब्बत का इंतज़ार था

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All she ever wanted was to let go.So I sold my feelings to buy her wings.

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Spring it was, when I met her. She was full of life,planted a seed in my heart, help me grew. The seed developed into a small tree, bore new leaves of hope, flowers and fruits of love.
Love did spread.
And little did i know, for spring is short and never run long.
And she was gone, the flowers withered away.
My very heart turned lifeless, like the leaves during the autumn.

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