She keeps trying and trying
And you dont even ponder
And when she is done
And gives up on you
It would take you long
To reflect and contemplate

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She was as fragile
As the paper flowers that bloom
On the bougainvillea vines
But remember this
Though she may seem fragile
Her armour of thorns
Would keep you at bay

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There was once a girl
That was blinded by a man
A complete man as they all would say
His smile a charm
And a body that ripped with muscles
She had estranged from her path
Or was she seduced by his mysterious eyes
He gave her an ecstacy
One like never before
And everything she believed in
Slowly started to fade
One fine day the promise was broken
That he would never hurt her
Never ever as he had once said
He was never her fairytale
But for a brief passing of time
He was just pure magic
The kind that was too hard to believe
The magic now no longer exist
And now she looks at him
Bringing magic to another one
A girl set to estrange from her path

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Now that the storm has passed
And the sky a hue of blue
A prayer I whisper in my heart
Let you find the courage to love again

The storms may brew again
And destroy everything in its path
But always remember that
A deep rooted tree never falls

A promise I will make for you
That in every step I will be with you
I will fight whatever tries
To break us apart into two

I will hold you on the bright days
And tighter on the rainy days
Whispering the prayer I always have
May you find the courage to love again.

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Na jaane kis tarha ki ishq kar rehe hein hum,
Jiske ho nahi sakta, usi ke ho rahe hain hum.

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And when the sunlight kisses my cheeks,
I feel the warmth that your lips once bestowed,
As the wind slowly tugs at my tresses,
I feel your fingers slowly unfurl my locks.

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I was in search of poetry,
The ones that tugged your heartstrings,
And yet in the midst of the search
I failed to realise
That what I was searching all around ,
Was inside me all along.

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I find myself in a labyrinth
The one I willingly walked into,
Do I have no regret?
I ask myself
Do I have no guilt ?
I ask myself
Guilt yes but regrets no
I struggle to make up my mind
Caught in the midst of an unending loop
A part of me wants to walk away
And the other stay
In the battle of heart and mind
Uncertainty wins
Pushing me into a deeper labyrinth

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I long for a room of my own,
Four walls and a roof,
A window to let the sun beams dance,
And wake me from my dreamy slumber
A windchime to gently tinkle
In a rather silent dawn
On the window sill sits a pot of rose
That blooms with grace,
On the walls would hang memories
From moments that were frozen once
And the fairy lights that cling on it
Would imply fireflies in the meadow
The corner would house an easel
On it a halfdone canvas
The sidetable would host 
An array of unread books 
That I hope to read one day,
My dresser on the other side will have
Products to mask and facade my true self,
My bed, a plush of cushion
That will warm me when no else does.
I long for a room of my own one day,
Nothing fancy or bewildering,
Just four plain walls and a white roof

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When the storms in my mind
Create havoc all along
Those moments of turmoil
Where everything turns hazy
I long for you
In your hug that feels like home
Your smile,
Warm like the summer sun
And when every devastating apprehensions
Makes its way to my mind
The thought of coming back to you
Is the sole reason to be alive.

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