Sunset glows in endless light,
Filling hearts with pure delight.
Colors dance across the sky,
Lifting dreams and spirits high.
No goodbyes, just gentle grace—
Hope and peace in warm embrace.
Every end, a start anew,
Bathed in love and golden hue.

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Swag in your step, ego in your eyes,
Walk like a king, watch the world rise.
It’s not just the shine, but the fire inside,
When you own both, there’s nowhere to hide!

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Life is a road we used to know,
Worn by footsteps from long ago.
Each turn holds echoes of the past,
Whispers of dreams that didn’t last.
We carry memories as we go,
Along a path both old and slow.

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"The road of dust in evening light,
Glows softly gold before the night.
The wind hums low a secret song,
And gently pulls your heart along

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Life is a melody that unfolds with every choice we make — not always in harmony, not always in tune, but beautiful in its imperfections, and uniquely our own.

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Life drifts like stardust on breathless skies,
etched in silence where truth often lies.
Not built of answers, but questions that burn—
each heartbeat a compass, each scar a turn.
We bloom through storms we never choose,
becoming art in all we lose.

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like thunder in a sky set free,
not in sorrow, not in fear,
but in the sweetest melody.
To let the winds carry my name,
like a song the stars once knew—
a voice unchained, a soul awake,
singing softly: I made it through."

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Did the dust settle down..
when we the words pierced through our hearts?
Did the storm drift away,
When the night cradled its stars?

Whispers fade into the air,
Softly healing what was torn,
Shadows melt, and light appears,
A quiet dawn , a soul reborn

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The sunlight is peeping through the window...
Nudging you to open your eyes..

The birds are chirping their hearts out..
Creating melancholy for you....

The breeze is blowing softly...
Caressing your hair and soothing you.

And the universe is very excited
Welcoming you to an amazing day ahead 💕

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Would it be poetic..
If I put it in words
How I feel when I wait for you...

When I look at my phone ..
Hoping it would buzz atleast for once...

When I glance at your photos .
Reminiscing of the times when you giggled at my jokes...

Would it be poetic ..
If I could ever express the longings
I have for you..

Sadly, I'm a little hopeless

But would it be poetic
If you could find a little comfort
In my hopelessness

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