My heart brims with emotions when I think of you
My mind full of thoughts and memories of us
holding hands and you looking at me with gentle eyes
My tummy tickles from the butterflies that you bring
My eyes full of tears when I miss you or get to be
with you after an eternal longing full of misery

Would it still be less to say no more, or to confess
I love you and have always been in love with you?

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Ye zindagi hai meri jaan
Yahaa to aansu bhi keemat k mohtaj hai
Tum ishq ki baat karte ho!

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Is it possible to die from grief? Can a heart stop beating if you give up the will to keep going?

I’ve read somewhere that it does, I do feel that pain surging in me at times but I know I’m strong enough. I’ve always been a loner, a survivor, this isn’t how my story’s gonna end.

I thought of writing a diary to pour my heart out but realised the burden of filling it with misery everyday could be devastating too. The only scope of escape seems therapy.

I have been recommended medication but that would be if I do not heal in a matter of days. But they forgot that the real pain is in the days till they initiate it. How do I tackle these days which make it unworthy of living? How do I live a life I do not intend to anymore?

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What does the world need!
A little sunshine and a Ray of hope
A little kindness, and a way to cope

In the myriad of colours that we see,
That brings us sadness and misery

Alongwith the tiny glimpses of a shining future,
and something we can call our own

To live up to it and to live for it
If we have the guts, and some hope too,

Which keeps us going, no matter what!

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Mai girjah mein gayi
Mai dargah mein gayi

Mai mandir mein gayi
Mai masjid mein gayi

Ishq ne majboor hi itna kardia tha janaab
Ki mai uske sath k liye har safar kar gayi

Socha tha yu jo rahaa tera sahaara
To kya himmat iss duniya- ae- zaalim ki
Ki juda kar sake vo humein

Par aakhir teri khudai bhi ae khuda
Meri footi qismat k aage haar hi gayi

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Tere sang bitaaya vo har pal
Zara kam khoobsoorat hota ,
to bhi bohot khoobsoorat hota

Teri aankhon ka ye sajeela sa kajal
Itna teekha na hota to bhi zeher hota

Tera gaaya hua vo prem bhara geet
Thora kam dard bhara hota to bhi
dil ko cheer jaata

Tujhe paane ki ye namuraad khwaish
Bss thori si aur hoti to tujhe tujhse chheen laata

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He’s going to die. And there is absolutely nothing I
can do about it. And the worst part is, I know. Now
that I think about it, I wonder how easy life would
have been had I not met him in the first place, but
then I would’ve missed the most amazing moments
of my life. I would’ve missed being loved so much
that it hurts to think we’ll need to part soon. Or had
it been easier not to know this in advance and let
the tragedy strike me someday like a bolt.

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Love:

“A myth, created by our ancestors to lure
us to believe in the goodness of this cruel
world, like the fairies we read about in our
story books.”

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Pyar hai to seedha bolo
Kab tkk yun kehte sunaate rahoge

Pyar hai to seedha bolo
Kab tkk sapne dikhaate rahoge

Pyar hai to seedha bolo
Kb tkk takiye mein aansoo chhupaate rahoge

Pyar hai to seedha bolo
Kab tkk dosti smjh k nibhaate rahoge

Pyar hai to seedha bolo
Kab tkk usey lutaate rahoge

Wqt bahut zaalim hai janaab
Na ishq ki kadar hai na ishq karne walo ki
Bss ek dhoke ka sailaab hai
Kab tkk humein bhi rulaate rahoge

Pyar hai to seedha bolo
Kya pta, raaste ko manzil banaate miloge

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• Experience
• Loneliness
• Passion

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