Poets are weird-
They die for love
And they live for heartbreak!

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Mom, it's hard to cope
But still, there is a ray of hope
I am shedding tears
But I am also letting go of my fears.
My heart scattering and I want to cry
But I will give it one more try.
This life is horrible and cadaverous
But the remedy is within that, what breaks us.
I feel like the end of life is near
But no matter what I still care
I am standing on the edge
But mom, still I will live with courage!

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Perhaps,
I know
the world is horrible
and beautiful,
At the same time!

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To love is to choose
To choose is to love!

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Happy International Men's day
(Read the caption
Reverse poetry)

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I feel like autumn
Falling the leaves
With both pain and smile
Wishing both the goodbye
And welcoming new.



I feel like spring
Where, I welcome love
Which is seasonal
Yet unforgettable !

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living in India yet considered as only northeastern !!

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This time I am born as
green or saffron
Hijab or gunghat
Mosque or temple
leftists or rightists
Muslim or Hindu

No more my mother give birth
a human of same red blood with 206 bones !!

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I am that "but"
which alters the meanings
and people never get me
the actual one ,
Just Like " but my passion for writing is more important"
or "my passion for writing is important but".
Again I am that "may be" where people are stuck to choose between like"may be this battle is worth to fight" or "may be this is not worth to fight".

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I am always
vulnerable ,
May be that's why
I have lots of sufferings,
Suffered a lot of hell
Yea besides me
No one knows
the state of my heart ,
How do I describe you
all the pain ,
But I chose not to complain
About all the grief ,
I didn't ask
Why the pain of yesterday
Trouble me today ,
I didn't say a word
Just I paused with
a long sigh of grief ,
Because still somewhere
a shred of hope
is remaining ,
I got to know
a life is still here to live !

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