Sinked beneath my mind, linger my mysterious thoughts that unravel.
Peeping through the heart, the inner conscience yearns for nothing but a travel.
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The days feel like a focused active heron, but the nights portray as if the species within is raptured and demoted to an inert silly coot..Vagueness prevails..
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Ain't I convincing myself to change the reality, nevertheless the ink flows. What gets soaked is the absence and what scribbles within is the subsistence..
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Gratitude to Parents:
It's been a pleasure to have you by side and support me unconditionally.
This is to the best parents in the world.
My life is shaped to positivity and passion, you are just awesome.
Thanks to all the kindness and care that you have showered and bestowed on me.
You are the best people and without the inspiration, drive and support that you gave me, I may not be what I am today.
You have enabled me to follow mu dreams and override all obstacles.
You have infected me with your intelligence and your energy for life. I am thus grateful that I know from where I come from.
As a primary anchor, who have always supported my life through all the voyages amidst the stormy seas and helped to convert all the agonies to happiness.
I can never repay the sacrifices that you have done, but just wanted to let you know that I love you to eternity.-
And here goes my mind, foreseeing the day's plight; making the bed and kickstarting the morning.
No sooner did it commence, than it's gonna end; a long weekend for which I was yearning..
Every other day its the uncertain, which drags beneath my skin amidst infinite courses to make it ascertain.
Yeah, the laptop rests therein; boasting on itself, while the charging port chuckles because it never rests amidst a day long strain..-
Garv karo ki tum Bharatiya ho, hai Bharat duniya ka sabse bada prajatantra.
Samvidhan ki garima rakhe har ek naagrik, yahi ho bas ek mool mantra..
Mat bhoolna tum swadhinta ka wo sangharsh, kitne yodha huye usme nyochhawar
Jaan chali gayi par nahi jhuka sake firangi kabhi bhi unka sar..
Aao milkar badhaaye is desh ki garima, bharat ki bulandiyon me hi chhupa hai har ek tarth.
Gagan chumbi parvaton pe lahrayega apna tiranga, aur yahi hoga gantantra divas manaane ka sahi artha..
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A tiresome day with a dark mode, and rumbling eyes itching confused dots..
A tinge of Winter on a Cozy Terrace, and thus exhilaretes my brimming thoughts..-
Zamaane se befikre ho kar chal pade hum unki nashili ankhon ki talaash me.
Unhone toh hume kab ka thukra diya tha , par hum unhe dhoond rahe they 12 Years ke Chivas me..-
Yaadein khud ki sanrakshan me nazar band hai, parantu pratidin chunautiyon se yudh kar rahe dharti par kuch manushya rupi bhagwaan.
Jab Sailabon ke rukh se puri duniya hi tham gayi, tab in veeron ne na dharm dekha, na jaati aur na pucha ki daridra ho ya dhanwaan.
Sanyam ki aur agrasar ho rahe hamare vijay path, sachet rahte huye samajik duri se hi tay hoga har ek mukaam.
Shankhnaad karte huye, is vaishvik mahamari ke daur me karma kar rahe har ek veer yodha ko mera tahe dil se salaam.-
If words had fragrance, the outspokenness would’ve made me spellbound with a charismatic presence .
Ruthless times, and unkown edges would have dissolved like a solvent amidst some natural iridescence..-