ज़िंदगी यूं ही काटों का सफर नहीं।
हर राह पर रुकावटें होना
कोई इत्तेफ़ाक तो नही।
चलते चलते जब कदम थम जाएं,
दिल नाउम्मीद,
और आंखें नम हो जाएं,
तो ये काटें ही हमें याद दिलाते हैं
की खुदा ने हमें बस कदम ही नहीं,
पंख भी तो नवाजें हैं।

लेकिन हमने इस भेद–चाल में,
औरों से अलग लगने के दर से,
उनका वजूद ही भुला दिया।
पर ये काटें ही हैं
जो हमें हमारा सच याद दिलाएंगे।
हम खुद पर यकीन करें
तो ये पर खुद ही खुल जाएंगे।

हां माना वो अभी कमज़ोर होंगें,
और मन के अंदर का दर मज़बूत।
लेकिन उनमें हौंसले की हवा भर,
और दिल में विश्वास लिए
जब हम समय के साथ उड़ना सीखेंगे,
तो ज़मीन तो क्या,
ये आसमान भी पा लेंगे।

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the storm never scared me,
for it was my only escape
from the dark voices in my head.

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Eve looked at the forbidden fruit.
Heart filled with desire,
even though she knew
she held her doom in her hands.

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When love can only be found
where there is trust,
Why is it then
that love can not be trusted upon?

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Depression isn't like a river
flowing with a constant speed.
It is like the sea.
It comes growling and rushing
like the waves,
with varying sizes and intensities,
intersperse at random time intervals.
When it does,
don't surrender to the flow.
Instead,
hold your ground firmly.
Believe that you are stronger than it
and wait for it to pass away.
It eventually will.

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Has the darkness grown limbs,
or is it your loss
that is strangulating me?

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there's a folder in my gallery
titled 'home',
which has all of your photographs.
Because no matter stormy the days,
or how dark the nights get,
there's no place safer than home.

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there's a folder in my gallery
titled 'home',
which has all of your photographs.
Because no matter stormy the days,
or how dark the nights get,
there's no place safer than home.

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My brain is a field
infected by poisonous weeds
that feed on
my darkness and insecurities.

They trick me into believing
that I've cleared them out,
while they find a new fear to cling to
and proliferate unnoticed.
It gets too late
until I snap back from delusion.

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And one day she wondered
if the diamonds that he brought for her
to make up for his faults,
were they meant to stay near her heartbeat
as a symbol of his love;
Or were they a disguise
for the noose around her neck
that seemed to tighten its grip
every time she shrugged off the feeling to break free.

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