What is my soul,
if not
darkness fighting the light.
Burning each day,
in hopes of
shining bright.

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•when darkness shares its room with me•

I see light leaving me
In a speed faster than my hope,
And then carrying hope in its arms
And me alone, with the belief
of not returning again.
I see them leaving, through
The pores of the walls of my house,
Through my closed window panes
Locking cages inside my mind
And freeing up the cell of my demons.

It's not always the darkness that scares,
It's the hope too. It's the hope
of turning blind in the mind,
Of turning deaf to the muffled sounds of light
If it ever passes by my home,
Of turning dumb to scream
To stop it from leaving.
(Caption)

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It's not the pouring exactly, 
not the bareland either. 
The water rising up 
to quench your thirst. 
No. 
It's not what drove 
your body here
like a stolen heap 
Why did you abandon it
on this unreasonable ground? 
Not that you dove in
the oceans,
singing 
their perfect punctuations. 
It's not the last moron 
who turned you down, 
or turned you out 
or kept the mask on. 
No.
It's never the love,
it is the dark
escaping its last rays.

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A love letter to darkness.

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Look, apologies are hard. It’s a discomfort like the sneeze that’s dying to make that ugly sound from within your throat. And apologies are beautiful. Like the rebuilt bird house after the uproar.

//please read in caption//

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We all are walking on a simple street
Where guide is no one else, it's our greed.

It's like an endless battle of time vs need.
Where we think failure is our ultimate enemy and achievement is our inner peace.

Somehow we all are running for fame.
But deep down we all know, our destination is same.

Sometimes we stuck somewhere and reason is nothing , it's only
our deeds .
And then emerges out in our mind,
a temporary but dark black seed.

Then relax, calm down, Don't be afraid like a kid.
Actually nobody really cares for you,creep or run.
Matters only one thing here, is to have somehow a little bit of fun.

So just take out that seed, roll it like weed,
Smoke it out because you are no more a kid.
Yeah, it's true you are no more a kid.

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# Dark Dip

Take a dip in the dark ,
Spin some of that sphinixlike spark !

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दस्तूर-ए-दुनियां बेगैरत से,
काली वादियों के फेरे लगवाती है ।

वहीं उस्ताद काली तख्ती से,
जीना मुकम्मल बतातीं है ।

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बे-सबब ख़ुदको तन्हा करना क्यूँ है
माज़ी के साए में ठहरना क्यूँ है

सिर्फ़ तन्हा करेगी , जान नहीं लेगी
तीरगी से तुम्हे इतना डरना क्यूँ है

है तेरे चाहनेवाले , जिन्हें परवाह है
बे-फ़िक्री में घर से निकलना क्यूँ है

आईना छुपा के चकमा दे रहे हो
ज़िंदा हक़ीक़तों से मुकरना क्यूँ है

काश अभी मौत आ जाए "विमुक्त"
इक ज़िंदगी गुज़ार कर मरना क्यूँ है

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