For I am nobody,
but just another anxious,
helpless human,
as much as you are.

(Poem in caption)

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It's dead cold in here, where once flew
A raging warm stream
Of passions, of desires
Of hopes and of laughters.
All here lies now,
Is a handful of incomplete,
crippling poems,
A puddle of stagnant dreams
And a broken, yet strong will
Of becoming a perennial again someday.

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उस नादान को भला मैं और क्या ही सताता,
वो जो सब पाकर भी खोने का फैसला किए बैठा था।

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A picture or place is powerful enough to throw you back into the times where you made few moments bloom, not knowing their fragrant warmth would linger for a lifetime.

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And love was the nest, that let its bird fly away freely and never questioned when it returned to seek the homely warmth.

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अजब रक़्स करता है इक तूफान मेरे अंदर
सौ बार डूबकर दिल सौ बार उभरता है

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When at that stage, where life seems most clear and most blur at the same time,
Close your eyes and see the way your soul shows you, for it will lead you to yourself.

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Patience is a fiery boil,
And person with patience,
a dormant volcano.

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ये आंखें तुम्हारी बतियाती हैं मुझसे
उम्मीदों के महल सजवाती हैं मुझसे
और दिल-ओ-ज़हन के झगड़े से छुपकर
उनकी सब बातें कह जाती हैं मुझसे

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You're the metaphor that
my poetry advances through
I fathom into your oceans
To find my shore in you.

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