He walks beneath the burdened sky,
A silent warrior, no one asks why.
His dreams lie buried, deep and still,
To fuel the fire of another's will.

Each step he takes, a quiet pain,
A sacrifice made, again and again.
No medals, no cheers, no songs of fame,
Just love disguised in a weary frame.

The world he carries may never see,
The cost of his endless duty.
But in his silence, strength resides,
A Man’s love never divides.

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Death
is not an end
but a gentle hand,

guiding weary souls to
peace.

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The sad truth is...
In today's world
Everything comes with an
"Expiry Date"

Be it
Worth or Loyalty!

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"हीरे को तराशकर
अंगूठी बनाने वाले तो
हर जगह मिल जाएंगे,

लेकिन...
कोयले को तराशकर
हीरा बनाने वाला ढूंढ के लाओ,
ज़रा हम भी देखें!"

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"हर कोई पराई को सराहता है,
लेकिन भूख तो अपनी थाली से ही मिटती है।"

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"Karma
is the mirror of your deeds,
reflecting the truth
when you least expect it."

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"Karma doesn’t wait or forget;
it simply returns what you give,
multiplied."

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Sometimes,
I wish....
I didn't exist!

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I may walk the path of peace,
choosing forgiveness and letting go,
but my love knows no bounds.

Hurt the ones I hold dear,
and you will see a side of me
I rarely let out
—a fire that burns with the intensity
of a thousand storms,
ready to protect at any cost.

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In every silence,
there is a language
waiting to be heard.

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