THE LOST DAYS

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What if you could change the world,
By spreading love and kindness?
Would you do it if you could,
Or turn your head in blindness?

What if you could give some hope,
To the fallen and the lost?
Would you become a champion of love,
No matter the cost?

What if we chose to love unconditionally,
Instead of hating each other?
Would you turn your back in times of need
To your sisters or brothers?

Charity is not dead and gone,
If we’re still alive to spread it.
Shout this message from the rooftop,
And don’t let anyone forget.

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As it is coming near
With each passing day
It is increasing my fear
Taking my peace away
Tensed days , sleepless night
With these feelings everyday
I fight
My life's biggest turn
My career's deciding stage
From this I can't run
With courage I have to face
Thought of it increases my pulse
It's none other than my CBSE results

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As it is coming near
With each passing day
It is increasing my fear
Taking my peace away
Tensed days , sleepless night
With these feelings everyday
I fight
My life's biggest turn
My career's deciding stage
From this I can't run
With courage I have to face
Thought of it increases my pulse
It's none other than my CBSE results

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Paused

Those who were running from
Themselves in search of themselves
Are now scared to face the mirrors.
The ones who were busy with all
The ideas and plans for tomorrow
Are now struggling to keep
Their brains thinking, working
Afraid of the oblivion,
Of the scarcity of thoughts
That might occur.
The whole world running
Aimlessly to a destination
That doesn't exist, now
Just paused, still.
The chaos of the roads
And the screeching of the tyres.
The hustle at the malls
And the jogs at the parks.
Everything just ceased
Overtaken by a deep calm.
One which was long forgotten
A calm that people were scared of.
A calm they were told was forbidden.
A calm they didn't realize was possible. Amidst this calm, man faces himself
And the nature heals itself,
The sun has a little extra shine
And the grass is a little extra greener
On both the sides now
The stars have a little extra shine
And the sky has a little extra stars.
The air has a little extra life
And the man has a lot of extra time
To write, to sing, to dance,
To play, to talk, to make food,
To live and not to run but walk.

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My teachers

She taught me how to turn
My every tear into laughter
My lifeline, my helper,
My mother, my first teacher.

He taught me how to handle
Every roadblock, every swerve;
The guide for me forever
My preacher, my father.

They taught me life-values,
They taught me how to spell;
Because of them I'm here today,
My teachers gave me a holy grail.

I'm thankful to every teacher,
I owe them everything,
In my future they will be
The reason for my everything.

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You're Not Going to be Unhappy for Long..

You might be facing the storm right now,
You might be going through it all alone,
But the sun shall rise again anyhow,
You're not going to be unhappy for long.

You might be being judged for letting yourself grow,
You might be being blamed for the wrong,
But the good always gain victory you know,
You're not going to be unhappy for long.

You might be feeling like you're not good enough,
You might be feeling like you couldn't be strong,
But you're a human only learning to love,
You're not going to be unhappy for long.

You might be scared and lost for a while,
You might be thinking you just don't belong,
But you could light up the world with your smile,
You're not going to be unhappy for long.

You might be not knowing what you're worthy of,
You might be wanting to disappear and be gone,
But you will soon have your prayers answered from above,
No, you're not going to be unhappy for long.

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My dreams and goals remains dwelt on
So vivid I feast my eyes upon
Keen on reaching the finish line
So I can finally have what's mine.

But my heart and mind don't form a rhyme
My mind is stuck in a hollowness so deep
I don't find what I'm trying to seek
I'm deep in a cycle so vicious.

Stuck in a reality so monotone
Mediocrity is all I've ever known
Cocooned in a depression so crippling
My dreams so relish that it seems to be darkening.

With no escape, I swindle with flimflam Damn, my dreams must be a scam
I feel the passion and will within me
Some would say it's a lie, it's so hard to see.

It's like I'm possessed by a slothful entity
An entity that sucks the motivation out of me Leaving my will and passion pointless
My depression magnifies
Causing flames that only intensifies.

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Every man on this planet faces some or other type of imperfection like some can't run fast while some can't lift enough weight, some are impracticable ill while some can't memorise the chapters already studied, there are many examples like this. Do you know any person who has everything?

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He who binds all the wings,
Into one a whole.
Is a father, the king of kings,
With a golden soul.

Each a day through million thorns,
He walks a thousand miles.
His wounded feet in agony groans,
Still filled with blazing smiles.

A shield, a guard to block the foes,
He stands like a stone.
In his light, the family grows,
But he endures alone.

Some a while his frowning face,
Might have made things bad.
A tinge of pain that impedes grace,
Must have made him sad.

He has lived in grave desire,
All throughout his life.
Just to see the ethereal fire,
Burns down all that's strife.

He has longed amidst all pain,
To see his children grow.
Beneath the drops of tranquil rain,
His progeny must gain flow.

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