Clouds wandering in sky,
Sometimes, clustered and dark as if it's about to rain,
At times, overly alive reflecting stratospheric colors in space;
Creating whimsical wonders changing forms throughout the day
Some mark the hope - silver lining, others are lost adoring beauty of the grey

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Clouds wandering in sky,
Sometimes, clustered and dark as if it's about to rain,
At times, overly alive reflecting stratospheric colors in space;
Creating whimsical wonders changing forms throughout the day
Some mark the hope - silver lining, others are lost adoring beauty of the grey

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Make sure to heal your wounds first
Or else the world is waiting to make it deeper.
Choice is yours....

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Writers and poets seem to be the most sorted beings on the planet.
They are the over thinkers who think beyond time and answer some questions of life way before they are asked.

For all over thinkers out there, never give up on writing.
Keep writing

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A letter to dear him,
For if he wishes to read me someday ...

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What is love
Is it all we need
Or do we need it at all
Is it then,
when pupils dilate
And the blood pumping organ elates
The eyes get closed,
lips form a curve
A feel that rides through every nerve.....

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Freedom to me when I was three
- without getting scolded, eat chocolates and pastries many, many

Freedom for me when I was eleven
- play with my buddies even after evening's seven

Freedom for me when I was sixteen
- hangout with friends just like they do in the movie scenes.

Two strides more, when freedom said,"Stop!
I come along with responsibilities, whom you have to adopt."

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You are the rose
Our memories are thorns
I bear the pain
Just to smell you every dawn
Together we are growing old
And those memories are getting stale
Still I often visit you
By letting the old book get unfold

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Part 1

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