°°°°° Sprem °°°°°°

We all were sperms, swimming in a pool like tadpoles...
Then grew old, bones grew stronger, got flesh and holes.
Then got eyes as black as coal...
Then stopped breath—thus the end of our role

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°°°°° Dream Girl °°°°°

I see a girl in my dream...
Enduring and sweet like an ice cream...
First morning rays jingle in her eyes and they gleam...
That sends shivers through my heart’s balance beam...

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°°°° An Anonymous Missed Call °°°°

You came like long-awaited snowfall,
Stars abandoned the sky, seeking refuge in my eyeball.
Love rang like an anonymous missed call —
We failed to understand, for we were too small.

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°°°°° Rooted in you °°°°°

If you transform into a tree, I shall be your root;
If you embody musical notes, I will be the flute.
If you grow old, you will still be cute—
Yet love blooms in solitude.

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°°°° Before Love fails °°°°°

Let me paint the colors on your nails,
Let me hold you close before the ship sails,
Let me kiss your lips before it dries and pales,
Let me be yours forever, before love fails.

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°°°° Where It Ended °°°°

It was I who chose the death,
Wandering alleys of darkness, lit by the prophet’s breath.
My heart, once heavy, my eyes painted wet,
Now stand like steel—as the prophet wrote my fate.

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°°°°° Failure °°°°

Every time you kiss your groom,
Suffocation grips my throat — Silence swallows up the room.
Roses wilt before they bloom,
Leaves lose chlorophyll — And turn to mushroom.

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God made them human, but they chose to be devils —
Holding arms in their hands, haunting the hills of Kashmir.
Life isn't PUBG, nor as easy as scrolling through reels...
Yet they kill — be it their elder, junior, or peer.

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°°°°° Shadows of Decay °°°°°

It's all dark, no light, no hope.
Miseries coil around my neck like a rope.
Baffled by thoughts, I decay like a radioactive isotope,
While you remain stable — the purest diamond, carbon's finest allotrope.

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°°°° Curtains of Pain °°°°

It’s always lonely at the top,
Suffocation grips the throat, eyes collect every raindrop.
Pain ruptures the soul, miseries never stop,
Yet we seek happiness, staged in this world of shadows and living prop.

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