Intro.....vert

The music is loud
The laughter louder
I know by the time
It touches midnight
The whole world will roar
With wishes,joyous cries..
Why am I untouched
By the jingled sound of joy
My soul wants desolation
No twist , no turn
And not a single ploy.
I tried hard to play along
With every kind of crowd.
I am good at it , I accede.
Conversed long enough
But , for how long.
I cannot fool my oneself
For too long now
The music , the laughter
Doesn't woo me a bit
I welcome my one true self
Never changing I.

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Longing of a sky lover

I live in a place where
I can't see,
The perfect lit
When the sun chooses to
Paint with its rays the flawless sky.
In my head, I can picture, like a busy bee,
The clouds must be
Running to pose like this and that
So as to catch
The right ray, in a perfect way.
I try to pry
Through the roofs that surrounds me
In the hope, of a magical way,
I will be able to see, the wondrous sight
With my ordinary eyes.
Oh! How I wish, how I wish!
I lived on top of a hill
My heart yearning, but
I live in a place where
I can't see.

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Give your 100 percent and be satisfied, even when you don't win.

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Always ready to take you places.

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I asked God, for a little drizzle
So that I, can feel a little winter
Coz it was hot
And not fair
To sweat
In the month of November
But God had other plans
Just when I
Started to hope...
The beginning of shower
Turned into a hailstorm!!
Oh!! I thought
Did I wish too much?
Or maybe
Everyone was wishing the same
To keep my thought, pragmatic
I decided to keep it simple
So I welcomed the sudden downpour
In the now little bit cold month of November..

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To live to the fullest.
With no regrets, no burden..
Of life not lived.

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Set your heart and mind free...

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What am I to you

I thought I was the one,but
I am not your confidante
I am not your support
I am not the one
You trust
I am not a person
You want to share
I am not the one
You lean on
I am not your escape
Not for all the troubles
I am not at all
Your comfort.
Then, what am I to you ?

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A bird going back home with a catch.
Finally will enjoy after all the workload, do what we want to do.

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Bob, my almost old cat was sleeping next to me. I was feeling bored. And I knew what to do. I took the ball attached to a string which was attached to a stick, a DIY I made for my dear cat. I even put a bell inside the ball, just an extra!
His ears perked up, the moment he heard the familiar sound. Jumping instantly, looking all playful and like a kitten full of energy. He played along with me. It's always the same. He never seems to get tired of it. I always enjoy it. And suddenly it struck me, maybe his soul is still a kitten trapped in his old body. Maybe... And suddenly I wanted to be him. I wanted the time back when I used to enjoy life just like Bob is enjoying now. I... suddenly felt trapped in this world where we have to grow up. Trapped.

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