The flower was meant to attract the bee
She did and finally earned the fruits of her labour.
She was agonised during one part of her journey
That this is all she was made to be,
Little did she realise
That she had indeed
attracted the attention of a human
Who praised and symbolised her
As the metaphor of love.
Which is indeed the greatest force
That the Universe could ever harbour.

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The aroma of a non-fragrant flower is precious

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There is no escape from that one word
“Feel”

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A whisper echoed
Across the sand dunes of the desert
Bewildered, was the palm tree
For it has to wither its pines.
As precious as that
Of a pearl from the lips of an oyster
That is cast away at the seashore
So is the dream
Of a solitary man
Being casted away
Far from the barren land

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Have you ever wondered?

That the creator of the electronic gadget that you use right now, to scroll and use this app, has no idea that it is meant for you? Absolutely not.

It was designed by someone, unknown, without the intention of exclusively devising it for you.

It just reached you, only you.

What is meant for you, will always find you.

It needs no one’s approval.

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A sun that stops shining
Is same as the day
When one stops smiling.

Know your worth

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Under the warm blanket
Of the Sky
Harbouring the rays of the rising sun
Was a girl
Walking on the land
Who was too good to be true.
Her heart can only feel deeply
Carrying emotions
Something that even the largest ocean
Can never carry.
Alas! It’s sad and pathetic
That the eyes of devilish persona
Tried to cast a spell on her.
Nevertheless, She still knows how to stand tall
Like the mountain that never bows to the wind.

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Lacunae breeds obsession

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I can exist in both forms
Visible and Invisible

- The Money

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A life that’s utterly impossible

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