with moments and meaning

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Not just the shimmer you see.
Grace above the surface,
strength anchored deep beneath.

She holds storms in silence,
carries centuries in her bones.
Glides through fire and frost,
yet rarely lets it be known.

Like an iceberg, she's rooted,
in dreams, duties, and elegance.
Her depth unseen by many,
her strength, calm, yet commanding.

She’s quiet like a paused breeze,
but beware the storm she stores.
Not cold, just collected,
With more soul than silence pours.

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Burning Out isn’t living.
It’s forgetting how to.

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I, the noun.
You, the adjective.
Define my essence.

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Our blood may not be blue,
but our deeds can shine like gold.
Not born of kings,
yet brave, and bold.

Speak with grace,
stand with pride,
carry your roots,
but never hide.

Kindness is royal,
so is being just,
character over crown,
earn every trust.

You don’t need a throne
to walk with your head high.
Be noble in action,
and let blue blood lie.

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logging off, but not uninstalling

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The Sky is Pink

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Butter would fold its arms in shame,
even mustard oil won’t play this game.
Your tongue drips ghee, smooth and sly,
but every word leaves the truth to fry.

You sauté sweet nothings on low flame,
add masala just to win the fame.
Polished lines like samosas crisp,
wrapped in charm, but oh, so lisped.

You serve compliments on a silver plate,
but bro, that smile? Fully second-rate.
You’re a pro at flattery’s roadside stall,
but karma’s chaat? It serves us all!

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Still Learning

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they now stand.
Once woven tight,
the fabric frays in silence.
The seams come undone,
not with noise, but with time.
What’s left is a faint line,
where love once lived,
and people call it memory.

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