𝓐 𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓻𝔂 𝓷𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽,
𝓨𝓸𝓾 𝓫𝓮𝓼𝓲𝓭𝓮...
𝓘𝓼𝓷'𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓪𝓵𝓵....
𝓘 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓭 𝔀𝓲𝓼𝓱 𝓽𝓸𝓷𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽...

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Everybody seems perfect
from afar,
Nobody knows the reality
Enclosed in their heart...

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Without her
whole house is barren..
Without her
How will I run all the errands..
Is a responsible women..
With a face of innocence..
And immense beauty..
Is non other than my mother...

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*Portals of soul*

To breakaway or to encroach a person..
We intervene with the portals of soul..
A portal may be corporal....
Permitting us to touch the soul ,
In the sensual way...
A portal may be your sentiments..
Depending how deep they are...
To touch the soul..
With the same depth one could...
A Portal may be your relation...
To establish a new one...
Whilest previous ones deciding...
The strength of the knot one could tie...
In the establishing bonds..
The portals may be..
Corposal, sentimental or bonds...
If the confronting soul is determined...
They always will leave you ,
Till the deepest road the soul has formed..

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Feel beautiful ✨,
it's a therapy
To be confident..

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What an irony,
We are preparing lifelong. ...
For an unplanned death...

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Aren't we all butterflies??

We are born as monarch...
To emerge as a butterfly someday...
Now covered and mixed with the color of leaves...
To fly high in the sky...
With all the colors our back oneday..
Now everything is just under one hand reach...
From the leaf that feed..
To covering in the rainy times..
And hiding us from the insects which are hard to survive..
To , reach the blooming flower via our wings...
And waiting for our wings to dry...
While passing through the predators so wild...
We all wish to emerge as a butterfly..
While being a monarch...
And having our safe & homely cocoon by our side...
We wish to fly high in the sky...
Unaware of the predators alive...
With these mindset looming by oursides...
Aren't we all butterflies 🦋.

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Stranger conversation

"How are you? "
Was the phrase that confused me...
How can a stranger be so considerate...
When he doesn't even know he was talking to me ...
&that urged me to reply...
"I'm fine"..
And hence the conversation started...
The source was my creations...
Leading him to appreciations..
But talking while keeping my boundaries high..
Is something which we all are used to... Right??
And hence giving the conversation..
A formal turn..
And urge to stop talking..
But still don't want to sound rude...
Was a huge nagging..
Leading to a strange conversation..
With a stranger..

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Locket named life...

Memories are like colorful beads....
Each bead..
Consisting Of many experiences...
Happy and sad moments...
On the string of breaths...
Family and friends representing...
The most beautiful pendant..
On a locket named life..
And We complete this locket..
With the knot of our last breath..

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Hmne duniya bhulane ki koshish ki..
Pr hm wha bhi tmko paa bethe..

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