When
hatred
started
hating
me,
I
stopped
hating
the
haters
of
hatred.

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Here, my shadow
grows unhesitatingly
under the passion of
street lights.

and I can remember
how your love grows
within the boundary
of my eyes with a
passion to hypnotize me.

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Then I must have tried to make
it more interesting and
more fascinating.
I may have preferred to bring pink
colour by adding red and
white with my flat brushes.
I must have tried to make it more
special and more specific
which can attract others easily.

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When my silence turns to conversation
and my wound starts to bleed

~My poem takes birth!

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Sometimes we have to learn how to stay happy after the departure of the hope from our life.

Sometimes we have to learn how to drive our life in every ups because slopes are rare.

Sometimes we have to learn how to control the sentiments which comes for the one who isn't our's.

Sometimes we have to learn how to smile after every heartbreak before it becomes heart attack.

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May be,
My silence have a better conversation
If you have tilted your ear to hear my heart.

May be,
My wishes have an imprint of your happiness
If you have invited me till your nest.

May be,
My shadow have touched yours
If you have not waited till the sunset.

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My talks felt lovely
He fell for me.

My silence felt salty
He questioned me.

My words felt supportive
He stopped me.

My softness felt cheesy
He betrayed me.

My voice felt soundless
He kicked me.

My tears felt dried
He bullied me.

My hope felt blurred
He left me.

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When darkness hides your happiness under it's arm, be a glimpse of hope and help yourself to shine again.

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It took me two years to adjust with his love and care and only two drops from my eyes adjusted all my emotions inside my heart, when he left me by biding a goodbye.

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I stopped drafting letters for you
and now I write only about you.

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