This night full of stars,
helps me in weaving dreams,
out of fear and trembled heart,
I keep sewing one by one,
And in a go,
I paint a canvas out of it,
With a wish that one day I could
make it sparkle in reality,
I choose to close my eyes.-
I go for hunting, again and again.
It's a daily cause now,
For the sake to gain something,
to lose something,
I am wounded,
but kept alive, always,
The reason behind is still unfound.
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Thoughts coming in my mind, giving rise to new happenings, my heart trying to collect the glances of the universe, I am interested in each moment, penning it down, with each blink of ink I write, I find something that makes my "Wait" more beautiful and my "Patience" more strong.
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Bruises and scars of mine walks with me,
I have failed and broken, numerous times now,
Making me braver and stronger than the previous,
I finally, have made it mine now,
They remind me for why I shouldn't stop and never give up,
They make me realise for why I should keep going, and look back, only to see how far I came, and look forward, only to see
how far I need to go.
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It didn't bothered me much when it came to an argument and later a fight.
Grief got into me, the time when we no longer tried to save it from ending.-
Your carelessness and my anger are in conflict, no matter what it takes, but I know, one day, any one or both of them, will make understand, each other and then to "us".
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With failures hovering her daily,
and her loneliness encompassing
her from inside,
She dares to dream fearlessly,
With a slight fear, and
a tremendous labour,
She weaves her oun victory,
which in her future will
be her oun art of success.-
I might not win someday, failure shall stick to me always, but giving up shall not be my choice either.
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"You write well, you are a lover of words."
"I bleed pain well, I am a lover of sadness."-
He - What can you do to prove your love for me?
She - I would give my last breath to you, for you can give it to your beloved, so that you chose to stay with her, your rest of your life.-