Lack of conversation seems to be beautiful when eyes chatter
Eears able to hear every breath.

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ये असल जिंदगी है साहब
गलती पर माफी नहीं मांगी जाती है
छुपाई जाती है।

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Life is like plant
It depend on u
To bloom like flower
Or to be thorn for others.

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That day society kills her dream
Sean seems like suciede but her
Soul know it was muder.
Milky teeth scream for the justice
Even moon though heard
Nd disappear in darkness.
As soft as cotton her body locked
in the room
Nd the hope of Ray's bend from the edge.
Time passes pain soked in paper
Tears nah! Ink flows...

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गिरता है अश्क, बहता है सया्ही
संभलते है अल्फाज़ बनता है शायरी।

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I stop regretting what
i lost instead i worry
what i have

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When my hairs turn into white
When my face get wrinkle
When my legs stop dancing
On the beat of ur heart
I know u gonna leave me.

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and tears started rolling
they are on the journey
Slide on check
and reach to destiny.

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Of past
I remains nostalgic
My empty hand
With lot of memories
My past taste bitter
But I have never be quitter.

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शहर की चकाचौंध से
बस्तियों का अंधेरा कहीं खो गया है
ठीक वैसे ही जैसे बचपन जवानी के जिद में
और जवानी बचपन की यादों में।

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