Are you Confused?
May be you are.
Troubled and misused?
May be you are.

Hey!,Breathe.
Do you like the world You Perceive?
Yes for some and for some No.
But the real face of all 'Yeses' is a big 'NO' too.

Trust me,You are not alone.
We are with you when your 'I am Okay' cover is blown.
So,Breathe and take it slow.
It's your life so let it flow.

Close all windows of useless chatter.

Put all things for Later.

And for once in a while, chat with your soul and say," Hey Heart, ready for a beat? "

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Emotions got buried deep within, Now dead, I too was once livin'.

Couldn't spare time to listen my grief, They ditched it saying "That's for brief".

Sensing their apathy,
Stopped asking for empathy.

With no companion on my side,
In me my world resides.

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Every night I glance at IT
I wonder what exists beyond IT
Is there something willing to greet?

This 'IT' is a Wall,
Separating that something from me.
This 'IT' like a Wave stands tall,
Asking Misfortune to fall on me.

I thought the Wall is 'FOREVER'
As it has always been here forever.
But now there's a difference in what I Think,
Because the Great Wall now has a minute chink.

Soon the something turns into Someone,
The question now changes from what to Who?
Soon the whispers turn into Conversations that have become common,
This 'Who' has now become a part of very Few.

The chink grows larger in a blink,
The Wall has been broken.
The Misfortune about which I used to think,
Has now become a good omen.

The Unknow is now Known.

The FOREVER has now become a NEVER of Separation.

The Someone is now again Something.

But there's no more question of What or Who anymore because that something is now known to be LOVE that exists ever more, that exists ever more.......

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Happily living Unhappiness,
Kindly being treated with Unkindness,
I live,
In a World,but of Myth.

Wolves are my kin,
Knowing that they dress my skin,
I live,
In a World,but of Sin.

Though devoid of Love,
I must live.
Though choked of Breath,
I must live,but my Death.

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Drenched but Dry
Drowsy but Awake
Alive but Dead
Pretentious I am in this world of Sham
I try fight back with all my might with every evil in my sight
But an event of shame it is that I lost the struggle with my own kin who is wearing my skin
Tired I am
Regretful I am
Can't drink my sorrow with happiness anymore
No one will ever cry
Wishing a final goodbye
This is my time to die

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The Night's cruel,
My own Blood haunts me.
I guess I am just a Tool
To Them who daunt me.

Is there a thing called Hope that exists?
Or is it an illusion that persists?

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Too close still I Lie,
If it keeps Them happy,why not be Sly till I Die!

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Being Happy One Grooves to the Music,
Being Sad One is Moved by the Lyrics.

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Up in the Heaven,
A Cry was made,
Down till the oceans of seven,
It was heard and didn't fade.

The so made Weep met with surprise,
It even astonished the God,
For a boy exclaimed he didn't find Peace,
In His eternal Abode.

The God was now Puzzled,
He didn't understand the Wail,
Even after all the joys had Cuddled,
Why did he demand for Bail?

Spent many nights with Tea and Coffee,
And now the God could finally See,
That it was the cry for unparalleled love,
Found in none but a MOTHER'S COVE.

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They come,they go,
They get attracted towards the outward show.
It's always about your shine,
They meet,they greet till success is thine.
Calling your name,they circle around as a moth,
But in the end, it's all about your bowl of broth.
Why do you care?
They remain yours for your share.
Seized of all you own
Would compel them to make you disown.

Hard to realise but is true,
They just come,they just go.

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