Sometimes, your pills fail
but your feelings cure you,
by opening the gate of our heart
and letting in pure positive emotions
which releases dopamine
as reflected by your smile,
confidence in your voice,
and ejecting your illness.

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If I hold the glass of water,
But wait for you to quench my thirst for a less lonely night.
If I hold the candle,
But wait for you to light my life.





If I write a letter,
And wait for your reply.
If I count the night stars,
And wait for you to sit beside.
Would it be too much to ask?

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अगर नजरों से समझ जाते
तो ये कलम तुमपे ठहरते नहीं।

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it would have been easier to erase those dark memories.

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The forest was dense and dusky.
But I chose to walk towards the sunlight.

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Today in my balcony
I stood still,
gazing at
broken wings of a bird.
An instant flush of memories
reminded me,
how I lost mine.
No tissue
could soak the pain.
No vet
could heal her.
I could reminisce
the onism
she might feel
inside her heart.

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I stare at the moon to search for a glimpse of your eyes, quoting the love in my heart.

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IT WAS HARD!

When the winds slides through my bare face,
It was hard to rejuvenate my smile.
Whispering words felt like an alien
Talking to me for a mile.
It was hard to place my palms against my chest
To say that "things will be good."
Standing in the crowd
Felt like my existence was back to square one.
It was hard to shape my hopes.
Masqueraded self-promises were creeping inside home.
Until a day I resurrected my faith.
Battling within my heart with some damage.

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Ever seen,
How in the birthday parties
There was always an inflated balloon
Filled with sprinklers and chocolates.
How we as kids
Eagerly waited for it to burst
To stockpile the maximum fallen chocolates.
Love seems to be
This inflated balloon today.
We are eagerly waiting
For the perfect time to poke a pin.
Pop it with the sound of welkin happiness.
Doesn't matter
Which chocolate have you grabbed.
Holding it and winning it
Gives you that smile,
Which you might never want to share.

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You must be feeling like tossing
flower petals onto yourself, isn't it?
Now you will be welcomed
into the room after years
that now you solely own.
I know you have been waiting
for this day to knock at your door.
When you would live peacefully
without my blabbers.
When I won't annoy you
to watching my crazy dance moves.
When you won't have to enact
like a defeated soul in our fights.
When you won't have to search corners
for perpetuating your privacy rights.
Tonight, you will sleep like a baby,
without me crushing you
while hanging my half weight onto you.
Without me, peeping into your phone.
Tonight, you will feel like how India felt in 1947.
The only difference being,
with your moist eyes,
you will miss my presence.

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