The girl...
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joy is what you bring with you,
of all the merries and cherries,
sorrow is what comes with you,
when a lost one is reminisced,
love is what you shower upon us,
when your drops touch our skins,
breeze is what sings with you,
about the time you and I had,
clouds are what that brings you,
obligate us to look through the window,
grey is what the shade you have,
the shade which is not of darkness,
the shade is of happiness and love,
engulfing us into the infinite,
when you arrive...
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The universe is inside you,
The stars are inside you,
The moon is inside you,
And the sun is inside you,
The nature is inside you,
And the cells are inside you,
The past is inside you,
And the future is too..
How can you be alone,
When everything is you?-
The Late Morning!
The bright shadow of the sun rays,
made her face glow in the dark light;
the raw drops fell on the red leaves,
moon and sun battled forever,
time and space were on their own;
with her closed eyes, she saw him,
hustling through the mud,
and riding in the wind;
he ran like Rip Van Winkle,
flew like a flower horn,
and swam like a koel;
he reached her window-step,
knocked the windowpane,
she opened her eyes,
couldn't spot the darkness,
there it was,
a bright shadow,
it was night again...
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You are broken,
mind you,
you are broken,
in some or the other way,
by something or someone,
but that's not the end;
forget everything,
forget everyone,
smile wide,
bike a ride,
kiss like a wild,
walk in the mild,
start again,
but don't stop;
it's okay,
you need a break,
you are broken..
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I could rearrange my soul,
to be in sync with the universe,
so that they would sing in harmony and peace,
about the sweet and calm nights they had,
when the world was one;
there were no distinctions to make,
about the good and bad soul,
right and wrong soul,
white and black soul,
all mattered was just they were one,
dancing to the melodies,
played by the universe,
If only,
I could rearrange my soul...-