write down the thoughts
whirling in the ocean of my mind.
Some dive deep into the waves,
while others float gently on the surface.

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Tired, but trying
I always ignite this fire in me.
A point where everyone seems to bow down
I pamper myself, patted my shoulders and does a fresh start with glee.

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💫 You Asked for Freedom, I Gave You Love

We fight, but we still choose each other.
My soul lives in you, and yours lives in me — forever.
We don’t need a reason to argue or conflict,
It comes on its own… and wounds us quick.

Hours, days, and months have passed,
Sometimes we came close, sometimes drifted apart so fast.
But still, I feel a strong bond of love between us…
I say I’ve changed — but honestly, I haven’t. I still feel blessed.

You always said you needed freedom—
So I gave it, and I hope your wish finds its kingdom.
Your happiness will always be my silent prayer,
May God bless you with wisdom, love, and care.

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💔 You Forgot the Promises

You forgot the promises, but I remember the voice.
You stepped away—yes, that was your choice.
And now I ask, where do I stand?
I just wish... I had a magic wand.

Things could have been better again,
But circumstances pushed me into pain.
You did stick to the words you said recently—
I thought our love would be dreamy, like love birds endlessly.

Now, I’ve left everything to you—and the Creator,
The One who writes it all, the silent narrator.
But somewhere, hope quietly insists...
No one knows when time might take a sweet twist.

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✨ The Ticking Clock and I

At night, the ticking clock and I
Go on a mission, silent and sly.
We watch who sleeps and who stays awake,
Who quietly laughs... and who silently breaks.

Tick-tock, tick-tock... see who’s opened the door,
A little boy welcomes in the morning—at four.
His sleepy eyes twinkle, his footsteps light,
He smiles at the stars, still shining bright.

But—bang, bang! A knock at the door!
“Wake up!” Mom yells, “Do the household chores!”
My dreamy adventure came to it's end...
No more spying—just dishes to attend! 🍽️😄

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The Return of the Chapati

After hiding all day behind the spice rack,
The chapati peeked out, ready to attack.
“I’m not scared of the rolling pin now,” it said,
“I’ve trained with garlic and slept in the bread!” 🥷🧄

Chapati came out with full confidence,
“Place me on the board, let the chaat spice commence!
I swear I won’t throw tantrums somehow—
I just want to hear people say, ‘Chapati is WOW!’” 😄

An iconic chapati now rests on the plate,
Served hot with veggies—it met its fate.
At last, the struggle is finally over...
Now relax, eat, and praise the cook like a lover! 😆🍛

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"Creatures of Night"

Late-night thoughts always trouble,
They multiply sadness and double the struggle.
I call them “creatures of the night”—
Sometimes they’re wrong, but sometimes… they’re right.

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Morning Tea, Morning Me

The smell of fresh tea in the morning,
Its aroma filled the entire room.
The flowers were feeling happy,
In the sunshine and bloom. 🌼

A new day, new hopes with a cup of tea,
Sip-sip hooray, sip-sip hooray—
I started to feel so free.
Sometimes hot, sometimes too cool,
I was like a leaf in a vibrant pool. 🍃

I took my cup of tea and went outside,
In a cool breeze, I sat with pride.
On my rolling chair, I felt at ease,
Thoughts swirled gently in the breeze,
Like the flying machine of peace and time. ☕🌬️

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"Unspoken Goodbye"

You left, but forgot to take my heart,
Left me all alone—how do I restart?
We made so many promises to grow together,
But you chose better… how did you find the strength to sever?

Maybe one day, you’ll feel regret,
But by then, your path will be full of debt.
Everything may flow, but not your life,
You once told me I’d be your best wife.

Now I wish you good luck—you're no longer stuck,
Life won’t stop, it will keep moving on.
But the pain still resists inside my heart,
It may fade someday, but it’s never truly gone.

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The Sleepy Pencil in My Pencil Box

Last night, I heard a loud yawn in my room,
No one was there — just me in the gloom.
When I peeked in my box, it giggled so fast,
Wearing striped pajamas — it leapt out at last!

It stretched both arms and rubbed its nose,
Then asked me to gossip — in calm, sleepy prose.
“Let’s grab some coffee,” it whispered with zip,
“And share tiny secrets while we sip, sip, sip!”

But before I could speak, it began to snore,
So I sighed, picked it up, and placed it in the drawer.
Still feeling sleepy, I climbed into bed,
Next day I told the story — and everyone laughed at what I said! 😄🎉

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