The whisper of you mere name
and my blush, is the sign of the universe
that we are meant to be,
I am meant for you, and you for me,
then how come you don't even know
if I'm breathing or not, where my
every breath breathes you
you live in the air around me
your eyes, the way you looked at me
appears me in my dreams
the way you looked and hide from me
do you even remember me?
Were you ever there or was it just me
it kills me, tell me once did you ever
felt, like I feel every breath I breathe
every night I sleep, it's you, all over me.

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When we reached the shore finally
why you changed the direction
we were running for the same thirst,
what happened my love?
What happened in the middle of the way
what changed?
The way you looked at me was still the same..
your eyes, never lied
you still loved me, but something was changed about that look
we kept running until we reach the shore
you changed something,
I saw it, but I blinked and thought it was all my delusion
Whether it was my eyes or yours.
Then, something changed
we had the same thirst
maybe I wanted it dense
and you wanted to drown..
it was a mere vision,
that felt like a dream, but I felt..
it changed something,
it was my eyes or his.

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नाराज़गी का अब वक़्त कहां
हो गया वो जो था लिखा..
बीत गया वो लम्हा जिस मे
जान थी, बेजान हो गया ये वक़्त भी
कि, ज़माने की भीड़ मे खो गया..
वो आलम जिस मे जीना था
जिसको जीना था, हाँ छिन
गया वो लम्हा जिस मे सबब
हमे कुछ होना था..
खो गया वो मिट्टी का पुतला
जिसे कहीं जीना था।

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She who never fell,
him who never felt.

A Raindrop falling from above the sky
for the Ground it was meant to be,
she waited long to meet him,
to sense him, to mend him.
Unaware, unknown,
just like as she was in love
Wind showed up
first apace, then leisurely,
and then at long last
she showed her verity,
she became the storm
changed her direction,
stole her fate
and touched him
tearing her apart,
she met him, before her.
She stole her fate,
he never knew his was too.

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Threw them out and i was there
to stay in the moment, we both glare
sun shine and rain drops
bleeding skies and rose thorns
everything held, but you couldn't,
when i was there...
I couldn't had it, I had some fears.
In the dim and beam of light,
there's still life
which hold lives, yours and mine
forever, until, we die.
Then comes heaven and hell
where we'll find, where we'll meet
cause' something was still alive.
Heaven or hell, is it?
Whatever it is,
we'll meet one day.
But baby,
today, just let me die.

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A place that feels safe,
where you can escape,
a place you can go when nowhere feels right,
a place that warms your cold,
somewhere, that sets you free,
where no one can tell you to leave
your place where you won't hurt anymore
a place that'll let you be.

I want to have a place called home
not a prison that's holding on to me.

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In every universe,
you are the flower
and i am the thorn,
the one that remained
untouched, unknown.

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Do you know, who's a poetess?
Is that the one who use fancy words
so people think of her as a poetess?
No.
Her one and only wish is
to be understood.
She's someone who sees beauty in the things you find haunting.
She sees the entire ocean in tears,
volcanoes in whispers
a world in someone's eyes,
and,
the beauty in everything
and
her poetry in everything.
That's who a poetess is.
That's who she really is.
Her poetry is everything.

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And if you hated her,
why you had to change her
now,
she hates herself too
(read the caption)

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And when i look for words
I look at people
I feel emotions,
and realize everything, everyone and everywhere is poetry
whether it's a teardrop from a man's eye who acts tough all day..
or, an ocean of tears from a girl's eyes who cries every night without telling nobody.
Whether it's a laughter of a new born baby, the one no one in the room understood but still smiled..
whether it's rain drops or sunshine,
everything holds it's right
to be poetry
every emotion claims it's right to be understood and inked beneath the poetess's light.

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