Yes, I'm splintered
My bits are wandering, searching a way to start a fresh
but wane to start as a whole, since a bit of you, in me, has lost

I conversate with you
Ask you aloud, you reply me in my thoughts
and they sway inwardly and never exhaust

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“And when she left
spectating them”
still from somewhere
they kept appearing

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∆∆ THE STORY OF MY LIFE
A decade and some
years ago,she landed on
Saturday night, was a winter
baby who's landing
was not a little but helly
more complex, the trouble
of her first day made her
favorite of her beloveds
but more to her great__
great grandma ♥ .Was a
wayward and a mess to be with
A quick tempered creature.
Choosy and stubborn .
Wasn't altruistic from
the beginning but tried being
with passing time .Different
phases kept knocking and
she is what she is now
A similarly different person she is

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Like the board of chess
life is made up of
black and white scenes
Prettiest it looks
But not easy to play

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Aur jab tum apni haisiyat
se zyada udne lage toh
tumhaara girna laazimi hai

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I am an extrovert but
more likely an ambivert,
have many friends but
still sometimes prefer to
talk with moon and stars,
like to be surrounded
by chirpy tribe,
and sometimes by a
Silent vibe

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