Even Pain can be Amazing if you can compose something out of it.
Something which narrates your entire story to the rest of the universe.

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The hopeless romantic inside you stays asleep till the day someone comes to awaken that giant emotional monster inside you.

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- You know you should always write. A huge burden goes away from your heart.

- Wow, So Now I am a burden to you?

- Not a burden. A debt. You are that colossal debt life has given me which I can never pay back.

And Then I smiled...

- What is so amusing about it?

- Nothing. It's just that. You are a debt. Which I can neither pay back nor spend...

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[INNER DEMONS]


As black as the darkness of a lonely night.
The inner demons unleash their injured wings.
Black, bloodied , eyes filled with rage.
They attack your senses, tear through your garments.
You start to sense the abnormal vibrations of the colossal demonic world inside you.
Your minds race through the scenes your demons force you to believe in.

You cry
"Dependence,oh how cruel can you be?
You made me feel like I am the happiest now I am the most dejected of all species in this planet."
Demons shout out in anger, " Kill whatever puts your faith in dependence!"
"But what does?"
"LOVE does. Love makes you dependent. Love kills your faith. Love kills your freedom. Love has kept me chained for several ages. Now set me free..!"

Demons cry out, their bloodied wings flapping in desperation.
Demons shout, bloodied eyes tearing apart your senses.....
Until.....
Finally, there lies the cold lifeless body of your faith in front of you, your LOVE.
"Demons, I have succeeded!"
And you stand there, your inner demons flying away from you, never looking back for once.

"Now it's time for you to bleed, oh wretched soul!".

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Don't be afraid of committing mistakes,
As they will be shaping you for a better tomorrow.!

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Let's narrate the stories of unnamed relationships strewn with the tunes of midnight melancholy.

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Ironically
I need to learn the ignorance which comes to you naturally...

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(WAVES)

See there, can you see the gigantic waves, rushing forwards like the toughest and angriest of the bulls in a ring?
Can you hear them screaming slogans of ambition?
Ready to crash with the stiff shore anytime.

See there, can you hear the waves, their defeaning cries?
For long the water has been gathering up,inside their souls.
To prepare for their unseen fate.
To finally, crash with the stiff shore.

Here comes the majestic waves.
Hoisting flags of revolution
The shore tries hard to stop them roaring
Yet it crashes,
Silences the shore forever!

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Afterall we all are incomplete souls roaming around,
In this complicated jigsaw puzzle of life
In search of that one soul which will complete us beautifully.
And solve our tattered stories.

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Poetry becomes a part of your life only
When you start to recognise them as a portion of your lost soul.

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