Would you be my endless sky if I sit through the nights to count all your stars until twilight?

Would you be my coast if I swim through your tides in a calm summer afternoon or a stormy night?

Would you be my mind's library if I never stop reading your soul through your eyes that capture my gaze whenever they meet mine?

Would you trust me enough to breathe out your terrible fears if I dive in your realm with my eyes closed?

Would you be my strength if I open my book to you
or
Would you just wake me up from this lucid dream?

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गलतफ़हमी मे भी जीने का मज़ा है
क्या सच क्या झूठ
किसे पता क्या है..

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There's no righteousness in sense of judgement without
a couple of wrong choices

There's no self esteem without
a sense of guilt over wasteful compromises

There's no peace in solitude without
the pain of social betrayal

And

There's no ecstasy in the calm night sky without
a heartfelt storm

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There's always two sides of one story

If one dark side, then one bright side
If one beginning, then one ending
If half hell, then half heaven

This is the balance of life

Table turns with time
but its always the same chairs
on both sides.

Did you see the crack
on the windowpane
of an abandoned house somwhere far?
Or did you just feel the crack
when you were trapped
inside the house?

There's always two sides of one story.

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Things get funny when I joke around

But things get funnier when I'm serious.

Because that one time,
I am the joke.

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My mistake wasn't a choice that I made
My choice wasn't a mistake that I made

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Science

A self-proclaimed name of
a droplet of trivial discoveries that mocks the unnamed ocean of pre-existence.
Trapped in a conspiracy theory of its own, partially submerged in a paradox
and partially stumbling on a turbulence with a slick of egoistic overconfidence.

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Days

When people didn't crave for a portrayed life elsewhere
while outgrowing one's own

Where imaginations didn't engulf the actuality
as existence could only
be cherished outside a digital mirage
In a place
where conversations weren't a thought
to be altered
and moments could only fill up the mind's storage

Where reactions couldn't be counted in numbers
for the expressions that weren't expressed by tip of fingers

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If you know what you deserve,
happenings and people around you will mark their presence approving
your self-respect
but
if you can't be sure of your own worth,
then
you'll never stop struggling with the tangled strings of expectations which
you tied
to the actions of a puppeteer
that run your life just the way you allow it to.

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Stumbling to not lose grip of the goblet
from spilling out untamed waves
that surge against the wall with deepened cracks,
Left exposed to bleed out;

Hold it tight till it shatters or
Come, lets get lost in the endless waves of tranquility

In a drop thats lost in the webs of cosmos.

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