When I turned a teenager-I was looking for a man
Tall,dark and handsome -was the boy in my plan.
I kept searching for that perfect fit
Who would match my -dreamy wishlist.
That list had everything good and nothing bad
I wanted my partner to be the perfect lad.
After a long wait,I fell in love
He was opposite of the man spoken above.
I embraced all his flaws because he was mine
His imperfections brought me closer everytime.
I fell in love with his mood swings and anger
And how clumsily- he ate out of hunger.
I fell in love with his messy hair and tired face
Bad habits never made me love him any less.
Maybe we weren't perfect like a fairy tale
But we accepted each other without any fail.
I realised-
Love is not about giving perfection goals
It's all about matching your souls.

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We have stopped living our life in our way
We are trying to please people everyday.
Social media is the only validation prevailing now
Less likes and followers implies failure somehow.
We take up a career seeing our friend
And not because we like it-thats the trend.
Everyday we consider ourselves to be a mess
We have lost ourselves in this crowdy place.
We are more of someone else and less of us
Let's try together to end this fuss.
Enough of pleasing people because no one gets pleased
Take decisions for yourself-your life cannot be missed.
Those people who try to change you everyday
Are unaware of all the struggles you have seen in your way.
Some people won't ever buy what you sell
But some will accept whatever you tell.
Live your life the way you want
Don't listen to what people chant.
Remember,
Not everyone is your cup of tea my dear
Time is finite-start living it without fear.

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Wipe of your tears,its time to smile
Forget sadness,make happiness the new style.

Don't feel numb from the pain of your past
You will be okay,time will fly fast

You are precious,let no one break you
Let every moment be a fresh start,let everyday be new.

Having huge followers maybe the new trend
But happiness is having a true friend

If you love someone,hold him tight,
Let this be forever and not for one night.

Start loving the world,stop spreading hate
Live in this moment and be the decider of your own fate

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Dance is the language of my soul.
Dance is my life.
Step into my dancing shoes before judging my passion,my life-my dance

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Marks are not everything
-Srabasti Banerjee

Marks are not everything,it can't decide your future
Concentrate on your morals,a better life you can nurture.

Marks are not everything,not a measurement of your wit
One day you will lose,the other day you will defeat.

Marks are not everything,stop pressuring the kid
Arts,science or commerce-study what you want to read

Marks are not everything,identify your talent
Dance,music or sports-Dont let it go latent

Marks are not everything,stop comparing it with your friend
Learn from your failures and better try to mend

Marks are not everything,don't harm yourself for this
Enjoy every moment of your life-please dont miss

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The dictionary says that FEMINISM is the advocacy of women's rights on the ground of the equality of the sexes.Nowadays I see a lot of woman around giving big lectures on feminism without even knowing its meaning.Its not about putting men down.Its about having EQUAL rights.Just because you want to prove you are a feminist dont blabber "Men are pigs" or "All men are the same".Your father works hard everyday just to give you a happy life.Dont forget it.Your bad experiences doesnt make every other men same.In today's world women disrespect women.Why dont you give them those lectures.I know a lot of you will come up with another big gyaan for me.I am ready to hear it.My thoughts wont change.Peace out.
Respect to all those who deserve it(irrespective of gender)

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Every night her tears put off the flame of love ❤

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The writer turned into a painter
When her words painted a canvas of emotions
Tears created the magic

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From "let me love you" to "closer" to "we dont talk anymore"
The journey was great

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A Loyal personality,a beautiful soul,a trustworthy friend-a perfect package

Yet all she got was backstabbers and heartbreakers

So every night she questions herself-Is bad, the new good?

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