You scratched and tore
away pages to write afresh.
A better one, ofcourse!
You realise what
you threw was
better
And what you're left
with is worse

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The "best" is one's mind's creation.
When the mind comes across the
"better" it crosses the fence of
"best" built and arouses an unrest.
The search for better never ends.
There will be something missing.
Something less. Always!
The heart often cheats the walls
of the "best".
Pull the strings of your heart—
offer it a glimpse through the
window, but hold it safe
in between the walls.

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Your heart is not a computer to edit

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Dig it.

You will discover sinners
don't lack faith, they just
lost the battle while trying
hard to maintain it.

Under every sin committed
a grave of deprivation lies.

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Storm inside silence

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faded
but it'll remain
in traces
.
.
.
.
always!

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The thought of failure
doesn't hurt when you
are prepared to fail.
It hurts when you're
almost there, but
could not reach.

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I've lost trust in gut feelings, it betrayed me more than those people did

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Pieces made words
Words made sentences
Sentences kissed bruises
I don't think I was broken
I was taken up by poetry

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तुम मेरे नसीब में हो, दिल में नहीं

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