Miles away, we made the
moon our trysting place.
Every night as we stealthily
glance at it, our hearts are
fixated on each other.

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When life weighs too heavily on the heart,
even the storms feel like a soothing music,
cradling in its cold arms

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Love has taken away the comfort
we once shared as familiar strangers.

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We often carry lingos of past lovers
within, and use it inadvertently in our
conversations. A part of us lingers in
the good old times, subconsciously
stuck with the minutest of love we
still harbour for them; too difficult
to pull apart from our soul.

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Memories work like
alcohol, tonight I’m
intoxicated with ours;
typing ‘I miss you’ but
sober enough to not send.

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I will spend an eternity
waiting for you. And yet,
I will be cold, distant and
never let you know that
I still care.

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उम्मीद नहीं कभी तू मिले, फिर भी तेरा इंतज़ार है ,
है प्यार तुझसे इतना कि तेरा ख़याल ही मेरा सुकूँ है

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Memories fading away with time,
is the most generous gift life gives
us. The ones that hurt, have lost
their power over us and the ones
that we cherish, aches our heart
to live it once again.

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The greatest misconception I ever had
was that I loved memes! They made me
laugh, smile, cry, emotional, and the
butterfly tickles of a teenage love. But I
was wrong about it. The roller coaster
of emotions that I felt was by sharing
that with you. By sending you that
meme and saying ‘YOU’

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ना याद रहती है मुझे
किसी कवि की कोई कविता,
ना याद रहतें हैं ढंग से
किसी गाने के बोल

ना याद रख पाती हूँ मैं
ज़िंदगी के फ़लसफ़े और
ना याद रहती है मुझे
अपनी ही कहानियाँ

पर ना जाने कैसे याद
रह जाती है मुझे..
तुम्हारी हर एक बात,
तुम्हारा हर एक क़िस्सा..
और नादाँ सी दोस्ती में
लिपटे ‘हमारे’ जज़्बात..

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