टूटी हुई हर चीज़ चुभी मुझे,
क्या कांच, क्या हमारा रिश्ता!!
बिखरी हुई हर चीज़ समेटी मैने,
क्या दिल, क्या हमारा रिश्ता!!

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Old is gold


You reap what you sow


Revenge is sweet



Beauty is in the eye of beholder


Don't curse the darkness

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People saw stains on her body
But they were unable to see scars on her heart.

People saw her torn clothes
But they were unable to see her soul tearing apart.

People saw her expressive eyes
But they were unable to see those tears.

People saw her blocked lips
But they were unable to see those hidden fears.

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Red was my favourite colour until i saw his bloody body.

Red was my favourite colour until i saw my broken red bangles.

Red was my favourite colour until I saw my worthless sindoor.

Red was my favourite colour until I saw my helpless broken heart .

Red was my favourite colour until society replaced it with white.

//Words of a widow

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On this rose day,
She wants fragrance of his love
On this propose day,
She wants insurance of his love
On this chocolate day,
She wants sweetness of his love
On this Teddy day,
She wants cuteness of his love
On this promise day,
She wants faithfulness of his love
On this hug day,
She wants warmness of his love
On this kiss day,
She wants fruitfulness of his love
On this Valentine's day
She wants foreverness of his love

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In the world of hotels, restaurants
She chose an orphanage to celebrate her birthday

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He met my parents,
Before meeting me.

He ripped my soul,
Before ripping my clothes .

He kissed my wounds,
Before kissing my lips.

He hugged my dreams,
Before hugging me.

//That's how my first love became my true love

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When I'll die , donate my eyes
So that I can become someone's light .
When I'll die, donate my lungs
So that I can become someone's reason of breath
When I'll die, donate my liver
So that I can become someone's life spring
When I'll die, donate my kidney
So that I can become someone's reason of living
When I'll die, donate my every part
So that I can live even after death

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