Who shower their thoughts
Sometimes for a reason,
And sometimes with
shadows of trident remembrance.
They chirping their words
like Nightingale,
Dreaming of to make through
Shadows of pain,rise and set.
At times,
They travel out of comforts
to connect with their words.
At last..let me tell you,
They are the souls on canvas
With their perfectly scribbled words.

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shuffle my thoughts
here and there
Keeping the silence and sleepovers
In my mind
I start munching
at that same time
Huff puff.....
Now feeling restless
So let me think
Why I can't sleep
Though being sleepy head.....

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Still you need to lead with
all of a kind
Along with some silly rhymes
Which maybe or maybe not
Of your mind.

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in that hidden mystery box
That day I came to buy something
but,got this Ruby colored Rose 🌹
Which lit my heart with anxious vibes
to be together or on the side.
Still I hold on my chasing heart ❤️
And treasured that ruby forever in my cart.☺️

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One Smile forever 💕

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Is not that, one has to wander
Across states
Deep inside trying hard
Pretending to be normal,isnt it
Smart!!
Stop suffering for the zeal inside
Quenched your thirst
And bring out that courageous burst.

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But our Monday Blues &
Your Monday Blacks cannot be
The Ritual of unusual manners.

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For Someone Special😍

The Fragrance of Your Image
The Trickling Sound Of Your Voice
One Shall Always Feel Obliged .
When you Raise Your Words in Praise & Admiration
You Shatter the bottles Of Fragrance over The Class
On Last,with The Small Token Of Mine
Spread The Fragrance Of Love & Care.

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She shared her passion
With the people off the street.
Whoever learnt that magic
Could ever taste so sweet
You could see the transformation
When people left from there
She infused love in that magic
N they kept coming back.

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Chaotic 😉





Is actually a balanced fun

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