इस रात के अंधेरे में एक सुकून हैं,
और संग इस हल्की सी चांदनी के सब मगरुर हैं ।
रोक सा लिया है वक्त को इस लम्हे ने कुछ इस तरह,
कि लग रहा है हम सारे अज़ारो से दूर हैं ।

– शाम्भवी

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Talking to you were the best part of my day, 
And now I'm here trying to run from the day away. 

I wish i could feel again the warmth of your soul,
wrapping you in my arms as a whole.

Some mistakes were of mine and some part was yours,
Mixed feelings can lead you towards wrong decisions,
now finding something to cures. 

Figuring out who played with whose feelings.. I or you.. 
Licking my wounds, by listening to my inner sounds. 

I realised, we were just two incomplete souls, with the vague feelings,
Just in search of a star to guide our sailing ships which might work as healings.

May be end like this is the starting of the coming spring. 

Now From Repenting for all my bad decisions to comforting myself in the Happiest part called Today, looking on the bright side of the day.

– शाम्भवी

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कितना खूबसूरत है यह आसमान, जो चाँद के बदलते हर रूप के साथ इश्क कर उसे और खूबसूरत बना देता है।

– शाम्भवी

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I wish I could reverse the time
Or Stop that there and stay awhile.

Childhood was the best part of my life,
Where I have lived a carefree life.

Those non-diplomatic talks with friends,
Those words on which we don't need to repent.

Katti- batti was the only way to solve the fight,
Pinky promises were really meant at that time.

Sorry and thankyou were the genuine manners which we showed,
helping each other without any selfish hope.

If you will do this I will give you that was the easy way to bribe,
Arguments were only small cute fights.

We were happy in our own imaginary world,
where superman was Papa and superwomen was mom.

Aeroplanes were flown with our hands,
we were satisfied with our toys and House of sand.

Springtime was that immature phase,
where flower blossoms and give us a memorable age.

– शाम्भवी

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Moon along Its Scars shines and
increase the Beauty of Darkness,
With the twinkling stars
Even the dark is solace

Fireflies along with Its sound flies and
Whisper all night,
With glowing beauty
Even the buzz is peace

Leaves follow the breeze along with the mist
Haze at the Moment,
With the wind chill
Even the obscurity is explicit

We along our flaws are imperfect
Will do mistakes
But with the acceptance
Even the imperfection is perfect.

– शाम्भवी

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