Me and my solitude

Don't know ABCs of singing but I sing...
While taking bath, my voice takes wing.
Though aware of my voice, Not so good...
It banish all distress, uplift my mood.

In front of mirror, when none can see...
I dance like a maestro, wild and free.
Moonwalk, hip-hop, popping and more...
A private performance, my heart does adore.

Two birds talking, a secene serine...
Observing them, I wonder what they mean.
Their chips and tweets, a language unknown...
Maybe discussing life, in their comfort zone.

Sitting at riverside, my thoughts take flight...
I recall mistakes, improve, dreams shine bright.
Imagining the impossible, daring to dream...
Another river of hope, where possibilities gleam.

But in my solitude, I find comfort...
A cozy room, better than crowded road.
With solitude, I'm never quite alone...
For in myself, a universe has grown.

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Life: The greatest Poem

On World Poetry Day, let's embrace the rhyme...
For 'life' itself is the greatest poem of all time.

In every step we take, in every breath we breathe...
Our existence weaves a tapestry, intricately conceived.

From dawn's first light to the dusk's soft glow...
Each moment sings a verse, in rhythmic flow.

In the morning's awakening, as we rise from sleep...
Dressing in melodies, in colors that we keep.

Our rooms adorned with stories, our playlists with song...
Every detail is a stanza, where we all belong.

In joyous laughter or in sorrow's heavy weight...
Our emotions paint the lines, of life's intricate debate.

From parents' proud praises to their scolding words..
Each interaction adds depth, to the poem of our worlds.

In friendships shared, in slang and cheers...
We find the boost, in every fear.

With bargaining skills or dancing in our own light...
Each action a stanza, in our poetic flight.

Yet in moments of solitude, where silence reigns supreme...
We find the purest poetry, in the echoes of our dreams.

So let us cherish this poem, this life that we live...
For in its verses and rhythms, all our stories intertwine and give.

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I am really bad with proposals, my proposals, concealed within the fabric of our everyday dialogue, are whispers of longing disguised as casual inquiries...
When I ask about your plans for the weekend, it's not merely a question of leisure but a subtle invitation to spend time together, to share moments that weave the tapestry of our connection ever tighter...
And when I mention my upcoming visit home, it's not just information but a yearning to be near you, to feel your presence enveloping me in warmth and familiarity...
I may never utter those eight letters outright, but know that in every question asked, every word spoken, lies a declaration of my love for you...
So, when I inquire about your old age plans, envision it as an invitation to embark on a journey of growing old together, as companions, as partners, as permanent roommates in the dance of life and love. 🤌🤍

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-The Moon Saga-

In the realm where dreams take flight,
Dear moon, my heart, my guiding light...

Amidst the veiled nights, your absence I feel,
Yet in your hidden grace, my heart you steal...

In gloomy white shade, a dance unfold,
With gentle moves, and attitude bold..

On days you hide, a longing plea,
Please don't vanish for eternity...

Here's a boy, with hope so true,
Craving your company, under skies so blue.

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If you inquire about my dreams, I probably have to recount all my moments with you. Yes, each encounter with you unfolds like a dream sequence, where every activity feels like a surreal dance. A seamless flow where everything unfolds like butter-smooth perfection. The gravitational rules seem to fade away when our words intertwine...

As the mercury dips and bone-chilling cold envelops the surroundings, your voice and words become my source of warmth. I find myself drifting into a reverie, where reality blurs, and you become the terminal point of my every thought..

Yes, I'm dreaming, and if you linger here, I wouldn't mind dreaming my entire life away in the comforting embrace of our shared moments.

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In the ordinary rhythm of my life, I share a connection that defies norms. You, a magical being, hold within you a galaxy of emotions and thoughts. Every conversation with you feels like a cosmic journey, a timeless escape from the worries of everyday life...

My moments with you are like precious gems, pausing time and creating a wealth of tickle-pink memories. The cloak of introvert vanishes in your presence, replaced by an innate curiosity that guides me through the intricacies of our discourse..

In your company, days find new purpose, and you effortlessly become my favorite, a captivating symphony in the midst of the ordinary. Each word we exchange adds a brushstroke to the canvas of my connection, creating a beautiful masterpiece in the tapestry of my shared experiences.

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"Embracing Lunar Whispers"

Have you all seen the moon? cold yet so divine...
A treasure, up and bold, in its ethereal design.

The moon's allure has me so deeply prized...
In its enchanting glow, forever mesmerized.

Losing the sight of the moon, probably my biggest fear now...
But, I'm easy going with circumstances, I take a silent vow.

Yeah, you're right, one side I've seen, but worry not...
The other side's beauty, in mystery, shall be caught.

I saw you in summer, felt your warmth and glow...
I see you on frozen nights, moon, my favorite show.

Year's last full moon, a celestial delight...
In its glow, emotions take flight.

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In the quiet departure from the familiar streets of my hometown, the lingering warmth of a cherished holiday wraps itself around me. As the chapter of my december holidays comes to a close, a bittersweet symphony plays in my heart, echoing the laughter of my family and the radiant sunflower that painted the landscape.

Leaving behind the tender smiles of my mother and the affectionate gestures of my father, who seemed to shower me with extra pampering ever since I ventured beyond the village, is undoubtedly the toughest part. The company of my brother, the infectious joy of my cousins, and a special sunday.. 🌻

Mentally preparing to bid farewell to the cozy corner of my room, the fragrant of my bedsheet, the comforting warmth of my blanket. The courtyard bathed in sunlight, and the simple pleasures of bathing under the handpump.

Yet, amidst the tunes of sadness, I choose to dwell on the magic of these moments, declaring this December as the best I've experienced. As I embark on the journey back, the echoes of family bonds and the sunflower's sight will accompany me, turning the page on a chapter that will forever hold a special place in my heart.

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"Eclipsed Affection"

In the vast expanse of cosmic lore...
A moon phase, larger than before.

Day one, Diwali's night, a festival of light...
Yet the moon hides, a curious sight.

As the year concludes, on the edge we stand...
Distance may linger, destiny well planned.

Radiant glow, a touch so divine...
Guiding me forward, like a celestial sign.

In the nearing farewell, a bittersweet song...
Cherishing each moment as we journey along.

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(Me & My Overthinking Hours)

Imagine...under the enchanting glow of a future full moon, we will find ourselves on a terrace, two familiar strangers drawn together by the allure of shared solitude. As the night unfolds, our conversation will weave through the intricate tapestry of life and the complexity of human emotions. The air will be charged with a subtle intimacy, as if the universe conspires to create this magical connection.

Suddenly, I'll start whistling tune of a famous song. A whistle that transcends words, expressing the unspoken intricacies of our connection. In that shared moment, under the celestial canvas of the future full moon, we will realize that the complexity of life finds its meaning in the simple harmony we discover together. And as the night embraces us, there will be a silent acknowledgment that some connections defy explanation and thrive in the magic of the unknown.

And as time unfolds, it will reveal whether we bid goodbye under different constellations or continue to walk the same path...🥹🌻

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