Epitome of prowess, perseverance and peace,
A woman she is.

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नमी है ये मुस्कुराहट
जो तू ढूंढती है इन बाजारों में
खरीददार जो बेईमान हुए
सिर्फ बेवफ़ाई मिले मुफत में

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चाहत की खोज
बस इतनी सी थी
ना तुम्हें तुम मिले
ना हमें हम

मिले तो
कुछ धुंधले मोहब्बत
और बेहिसाब ग़म

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What do you see in my eyes?
So lustful
So vengeful


"Faith"

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mirth in his eyes
sang the sweetest melodies
and I got drunk
sipping his innocent smile

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"But I am all bitter !!", exclaimed Coffee beans.

"But you can make me all better", replied Milk while blushing some sweetness.



Coffee??

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bits and pieces of myself
my love, my soul
I surrendered
in the heart of blooming spring
suppressing the suffocation of bluster
surrounding my fluctuating faith
yet gripping onto the promising existence
amidst ruthless desert

as they say
you give something
you gain something
never knowing
the Oasis would suddenly disappear
into thin air
leaving behind
only some marred footsteps
and my lost self
buried, gone

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snuggling my cold fingers
into the depth
of your dark locks
with my half closed eyes
waking up now and then
to your soft snores

I hide all the mischief
under my dark brows
while my lazy lips
suppress escaping giggles

amidst your hitched breath
and lullabies of my heartbeat
my consciousness starts running
in the wonderland
of your tuneless melodies;
yet my soul gets
never enough of it

to the neverland of happy memories
my sanity often travels
and I find your subconscious grip
around my waist;
firmer and securer
pulling me closer
into the cave of warmth
and succumbing me
to everlasting bliss

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she chased peace
breathed silence and solitude
got reincarnated

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I used to pity
for that lost kite,
every time
it falls off its string

Now I applaud for it

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