time was little rude then
how it didn't stop happening the worst
now it's a broken thought.

~ a haiku poem

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i am much sure
that love for summer showers
because of mango which is
actually a love in itself
it's smell can be recognised
even from far be it mango smoothie,
be it mango pickle it always hold's
a special place in every one's heart
as it is believed that summer is
directly proportional to mango and
mango is directly proportional to summer
which can be crazily called off to be a
fight between summer and mango.

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just soft like a feather
it gathers courage in itself
to fly up so high
from a little muse
it goes on and on
building a home full of wants
not knowing of it's destination
but, wings of hope flies ever on.

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the sky is canvas of your dream
sky is the limit, they say
afterall it's true, i believe that
there is something always on
a little of your effort
a pinch of your dedication
a taste of your act
is all that is the need
no regards of complain
no regards of excuse
all that matter is your actions.

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calmness filled up the void
with colours of nature
all amidst the riverside
where the sunray's
kissed the silent waves of water
flowing in fall and rise

all among these beauty so wise
there eyes exchanged the love
where heart made conversation
locked in the warmth of clutch
with an uncertain peck on cheeks
nature filled up the ambience
with magic owning pride.

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you are a book, my special one
everyday you bring out something new
for me to read as well as learn
however, difficult it might be
you always make me feel like home
everytime i hold you close
it's like entire universe resides beside me
you are so pure, you are so authentic
and indeed a magical one that sometimes
you even make me cry too but, that doesn't
changes my feelings for you for you're
the one who taught me to love, to live,
to know the world and so on
for you are a book, my special one.

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earth flowers fragrance and freshness
when everyone comes ahead to take little
steps everyday toward's it's conservation.

~ a haiku poem

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the sun came up bright
my pink impatiens shrivelled in the balcony
however survived for nimbostratus cloud.

~ a haiku poem

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wake up
the sunray's calls
peeking from the window
arrived here is a day all new
reminding you of your goals
and all that to accomplish on.

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in hardest of times
poetry embraced me in it's deepest core
as well as showered me with it's warmth
and you know what happened then ?
yes, then happened a magic that completely
grabbed my mind, heart, body and soul
all in the love of poetry.

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