Sitting in a car,
Going somewhere afar.
Jio signals lost,
Battery almost gone.
Nobody was beside,
Then we saw eye to eye.

Nothing lasts long,
but, it felt so short.
We will meet again, someday.
Same situation, any time.

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Life gives lemons,
But some lemons come sweet!

Whether by luck or by Creed,
It happens indeed.

The lemons will be sour again,
But let's enjoy the sweetness until then.

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I have a story to tell.
A world well made.
Characters that feel,
Twists not for meek.
Love that heals,
Enmity that bleeds.
Plots in the form of beads,
Their sequence in the form of string.
How do I weave them? That is all I need to think.
Universe, Do your thing,
My confusion is at its brink,
Give me a ring,
Or else I will go ping!

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A village girl in a group of city girls.
She knows things they do not.
She thinks she is stupid when she is not.

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A bud blossoming into bloom.





A wilted flower gifting a seed, promising a new bloom.

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In a house of mirrors,
Mirrors and mirrors,
Mirrors that are plane,
Mirrors that are distorted,
Mirrors that are perfect,
Mirrors that are cracked.
There is image in all of them.
Image that is us,
But manipulated by them.
(Rest in caption)

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Motivation is like hunger,
It comes when it wants,
It goes when it wants.

It will come, but......

Wait a lot,
Do not force.
Sate it, then wait again,
Do not force.
Motivate the motivation,
Please do not force.

It will come.........

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Could I go down so much,
Where even darkness has nothing to pervade as such?
Where there is nothing to hear, see or touch?

Will I suffocate so much,
That I go numb with nothing to feel as such?
That I allow myself to drown, still hoping for a blow of wind to touch?

Where will this all go,
I do not want to know.
I must swim up,
Drowning tastes bitter in my cup.

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A balloon on spike

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That life is in shambles,
Crawling under rubbles,
Moaning its lungs out,
Suffocating itself out.

With no one around,
With no light found,
With eyes closed down,
With hope underground.

How did it end up here?
Overtaken by fear,
Caught by grief,
Empty of selfesteem.

It eventually did nothing.
Leading to nothing,
But regrets.

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