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I am a tiny drop falling ,
All the way from sky trembling ,
Mourning away the clouds I belonged .
Toppling , plunging into the unknown ,
I am a tiny grain of sand ,
Resting alone in an untold land .
Each day I fly with a gust of wind ,
Dreaming to find my own akin .
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And someday , I'd pull up the blinds .
Nodding curiously beyond sunshine .
Desperate and diligent to spot a star ,
I'd wait for hours , staring out and far .
"Wishful thinking !" , I'd wonder then .
"Another life maybe !", I'd let out a sigh.
Nervously , I follow through dark days.
Nonetheless , I smile through my pain .
And wait for the clouds to find the lost ,
Questing the land where my kin belonged .
Unearthing all the rocks in my way ,
I am falling down trembling and willing ,
Toppling and plunging to find my way .

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मोहब्बत इत्र की शीशी है ,
और दिल - ए - मुज़्तर में कोई महफूज़ कोना नहीं।
कांच टूट जाता है ,
खुशबू ख्वाबों खयाल हो जाती है ।

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तुम सादा हो ,
सादा हीं रहो न ।
दुनिया को रहने भी दो ,
रंगो की दीवानी ।
चलो तुम प्यादा हो ,
खोजने दो उनको उनकी रानी ।
रंग तुम्हें बांध नहीं पाएंगे आम हैं , अनगिनत हैं ।
और सफेद सा ये आंचल तुम्हारा अनंत है।
तुम ताज पहनकर हुकूमत न करो ,
तुम कवच पट्ट में , अजमत कमाना ।
तुम सुरीली गीत न रहो ,
तुम युद्ध का बिगुल हो ,
जीत का शंखनाद हो ।
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तुम्हे जीत कर राजा नगर बसाने न लेंगे ,
तुम खुद प्रकृति आबाद हो ।
तुम फूल न हो ,तो खुशबू हो ,
चलो खुशबू नहीं कांटा हो ।
सबने तुमको कदम - कदम पर छांटा हो ,
तुम वीर हो , फर्ज़ निभाना ।
और गीत अपना नदी - पंछियों को सुनाना ।
हंसना , तुम्हारी किलकारी नदियां बहाएंगी।
और तुम हो न हो ,
वे तुम्हें सदियों तक गाएंगी ।

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You'd rather drown yourself in thrillers , rom-coms and tragedies ,than wake up drunk on memories .

(Unfinished you )

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खोया जादुई डब्बा

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इंतजार में ,
दिल टूटा या सब्र नहीं जानते ।
लौट आए हैं अपने शहर में ,
ख्वाहिश उठी या जब्र नहीं जानते।

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My heart is not a whole.
It is piece by piece put together.
A hole , a wound sewn together ,
It is but a flawed piece ,
A dark cell , a bit of nether.
No love could stand the ruin.
No rain has it ever seen.
And even if you offer your drop ,
It somehow , somewhere shall seep out.
I can't help as I've known forever.
My heart isn't a whole.
It is piece by piece put together ,
a hole , a wound sewn together.

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I'd count if I could ,
my days of sorrow.
I'd wait if I could ,
all mellow for the morrow.
Only if you could perhaps tell,
when would the waves settle,
Or when I'd feel uncrippled.
Tell me when the dawn draws over ,
Tell me if I'd feel any better.
Do you have a day or dates ?
A thing over ugly fate ,
Do you have a pill maybe ,
Or a word that it isn't too late ?
If you could tell me , this.
Go ahead and I'd fight.
Else don't sing songs of stars,
When you haven't met the night.

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