And this the Time
To return to you, my Love..
Is so Soothing, So Serene
Those Alleys, those Shops
Those eyes, filled with Hopes...
Will lit again, with your presence
Those meet-ups, those night calls
Oh, I have missed them All...
And with your hand in my hand
I might forget,
The flow of Hourglass's Sand...

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Melting snow of the
valleys
In the dark scary alleys
Bloody red streets
Camouflaged with darkness
I search for my lost love
Like a wanderer
Searching for peace

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I still keep losing my way in the alleys of Banaras.

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My dreams roam
dark alleys of my past,
sift through milestones
of cowardice & inertia,
digging deep in the soil
for infertile roots
transmitting a silent orison
to photosynthesize my future.

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Lost in the labyrinthine alleys
Of his heart
She never found an exit
Or may be
She never wanted to

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Though this life harbors thousands of dark alleys.
I can walk them all.
Will you be my Selina Kyle?

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Competition is the medium of
growth only if you can observe
things that have the tendencies
to direct you towards the dark
alleys arising out of competition.
I can compete with you if you
don't like to compete with me.

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The tongue of blinding alleys,
Touched on the skin,
Salty, acrid and wet,
Love never ends,
But rains do,
They don't taste the same anymore.

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Keep it simple stupid. Why
to get into the complexity
of what it is or it is not? A
confused mind takes many
alleys to reach a conclusion,
simplicity sees one, only one.

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