emotions were overpowering my decisions.
When all my numb mind could feel was throbbing ache of insecurities. When all I wanted was my vulnerability to be heard.
When faith felt lost and mind was awake with anxious thoughts.
It helped me vent it all out and gifted me moments of satisfaction which felt like being heard.

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Connecting
heart
to what
you own,
Cutting out
judgemental
world.

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LOVE IS IN THE AIR
.
.
.
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YOU

You waited to take
a glimpse on what felt
like an urge to stay,
A longing to hold onto
someone you felt too
precious to hurt again,

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Childhood brings you
the concept of old age quiet early,
that's the time when you
see your grandparents.
Everyone tells you they are
old as they sit with
grey and white hair.
The time takes it's course,
you get carried to second
stage of life where you see your
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let the guard down,
to feel all that shimmers
up in the sky above me,
to let myself feel all the
strength radiating from
the ground below my feet.

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To talk about the words I write, my free verse has always helped me out of woeful situations, it brings me the true satisfaction of having someone to talk to.
With no boundaries of expectations to get something better in return, then what I have invested. I just keep jotting down the pros and cons, as I am an overthinker.
A situation pops up, my mind gets bombarded with all sort of thoughts.
That's when the solace of writing them
down, brings back the lost peace of mind.

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even if there exists pointed
thorns like problems between,
still they manage to share a
beautiful space of understanding,
maybe their thoughts bloom
in opposite directions,
But still alleys of their soul
align parallel to each other.

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Long paragraphs with words of love,
Turned her into an introvert,
As those words never meant a thing to those for whom she kept writing it.

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My love has always been inspired by tales of love I have heard from lovers
who have found their soulmates,
where they write love in rhyming words, express it silently with staring eyes to experience it all upto the passionate extremes, while I have always experienced love in pieces,
each piece gifted by a different human being, some brought love with their long staring eyes, while some wrote words to convey their love ,each piece promised
to complete my love puzzle,
but they all left it fragmented.

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