When in search of tranquility
l found it through divinity,
Lost and found in my own way
Getting peace within my reach.

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We all are broken
by our ownselves,
Like those wilted petals
loosing it's essence
In the absence of water.

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Isn't it weird how just a few letters
creates an emotion. Reflecting the feelings that I experience, but not just in a mere few seconds. You have to spend some time reading me like a book with your own choice of time.
Is it easy to express yourself in words when you have to relive everything?
Someone asked me, "Why do you write when you have to relive all the love, all the pain, all the traumas, and all the happiness once again, "just to scribble"?
— % &I giggled with a smile, not as bright as the sun but as light as the stars.
I can relate my scribbles to the appearance of the stars. Present in front of everyone, yet hidden behind the cloud. You sit and stargaze at the bright stars out there; some you see with your naked eyes, but some are above your reach, which only I can reach. Oh yes! yes! I am talking about my words, not the stars. It's just a beautiful relationship between you, me, and the twinkling dots.
Like the stars twinkle on a beautiful date, my scribbles shine when I am without my mate.
Like the stars, they shine brightly in the absence of the clouds. I smile brightest in the presence of myself, my words. I can say it's a projection of me, myself, and my thoughts.
Do you still want to know why we scribble? Haha, I scribble so that I can giggle at seeing myself in just a few collections of letters.— % &

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Flowing freely with the air and falling at peace,
I found your essence in every breeze that I meet.

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She confessed all her feelings she had with a hope of ray,
and experienced her share of happiness reaching her way.

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डूबता सा कुछ रह गया
उगता सूरज, कुछ कह गया l
गूंज हैं, पर खामोशी की l
सिर्फ एक एहसास
सब कुछ कह गया l

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to places unexplored
to people you may know
beyond any boundaries,
with worthiness stored.

It travels with the beauty,
breaking all the barriers
wanting to reach the end
with all the happiness
which is already galore.

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कुछ पन्नो में मैंने लिखी थी तेरी बातें
कुछ खट्टी कुछ मीठी कुछ प्यारी सी यादें l
मैंने स्याही से लिखी थी
कुछ प्यारी प्यारी बातें l
आके पढ़ ले उन्हें
मेरी तुझसे बस ये कुछ फरियादें l

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मेरा गजरा भी तेरी ही कहानियां बताता हैं
तू कहे तो बताउ तुझे कभी l

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कुछ रास्तें बस चलने के लिए होते हैं
और कुछ उन्हें जीने के लिए l

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