Authentic maturity means discerning
That you don't get everything you desire.
You can work for it; you can even beg for it;
Yet, nil can ever guarantee total victory.

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Should I wince at the dying spring
or should I hoot the advent of
fresh summer mornings?

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I don't know what I feel for you tonight;
I don't quite fathom this flip-flopping sensation
That produces such cacophonous clangs,
Deep down my bottomless, vacuous gut;
Like, should I even eat you up or not?
Should I even think of you--or should I not?
For, sometimes, I have such warm sentiments
Regarding this topsy-turvy relationship
And I'd ache to be close to you--
And clinch my soul to yours;
Though, most times, I have this desire
To fling you far away from my spine
And just leave you, way behind.
I don't quite understand this perplexing force
That coerces me to glance back
And glimpse the receding effigy of your smile;
I fail to disregard the moments
Of shared adventures and miscalculations
That complete our peculiar connection--
Even when I'd really rather not;
So, I'm stuck in this ever-winding labyrinth
Of should-I-or-should-I-not;
Although, it's simply too exhausting
To perpetuate this perturbing analysis
And the risible crow speaks of the advent
Of another frigid, mediocre morning.

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You were the enigma
I wanted to see through.

The code to unlock your heart
I wanted to decipher.

For you were a conundrum,
Who desired to be answered some day.

Your mere existence
Was the impulse
Which triggered my heart
To discover you.

A mystery you were,
I finally solved you.

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I fancy, a walk in space
Something beyond this globetrotting
In unco nimble pace
Surpassing time and this clocking

I fancy, a faultless feat
Something beyond this brilliance
Farther firm and complete
Idyllic space and this existence

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दिल तो है तेरा यहीं, तो बस उसे तू सुन ले
खो न जाए हाँ वो कहीं, बिन देर किए उसे छू ले

अनकहीं एक सोर हैं
हाँ टूटता एक डोर हैं

जख्म के इस बवंडर में, तू जा उसे एक मर्म दे
वो रो रहीं जाने कहाँ, कुछ हँसी के पल दे

ढूंढ ले वो हैं कहाँ
जाने कहाँ उसका जहांन

क्या हैं वहाँ दुहाई, या हर पल हैं तन्हाई
तू जा उधर जरा दह जा, तू जा उसे भी सह जा

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Prosecute in the realm of
malignant inceptions...
Cauz they might actually
lead to the unveiling and
disclosure of the entire
physiology of a
complex conundrum.....

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I have a Story to tell...

But the person don't really deserve to know it

Some STORIES are
better UNTOLD

I DID DEDUCED IT

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मेरी बेगुनाही का सबूत
मांगती थी हर पल तू
अब कहता हूँ मैं - हाँ
था मैं गुनहगार
मेरा गुनाह- की किया मैंने तुमसे प्यार
💔💔💔

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My LiFe always been
CoNuNdRuM

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