क्या खूब चिंगारी को हवा दी है जनाब
बचाने धर्म को गए थे सारा शहर जला बैठे है ।।

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She's a strong cup of Black coffee
In the cosmos that's drunk on the
Despicable and the cheap wine
Of shallow love....

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Your
LOVE
is in
DISGUISE ....

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And when I'm angry,
I need to silence my throat.
My words are too despicable
to even deserve a voice.

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Unhappiness can turn into bitterness which can lead to people behaving despicably and desperately. This is because their motivations are tinged with pure hate without the hope of any solace. In their darkness, they make up lies about others just to feel good about themselves. We should hope and pray that they come out of their ghastly gloom and regain the semblance of humanity.

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Plagiarism is the ultimate crime in the writing world.

Writing is the finest expression of one’s creativity and therefore writers are naturally expected to come up with work that is original in content.

While one cannot always think of original ideas, one’s creativity is demonstrated in the choice of language and in one’s expression.

It is shameful when a writer nonchalantly lifts sections verbatim from another writer’s work and passes it off as his or her own.

This despicable act is a reflection of the lack of character, honesty and discipline in an individual and can never be condoned.

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He is a wonder, full of
my imagination, neither
he exist nor he is despicable...

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The Despicable Runt

Like in Autumn trees shed their leaves
Life shed away you from my life
Like a mother clutches her babe dear to her heart
I too wanted to held you near mine
Never to let you go
Never to see us apart
Like a morning shower in a sunny day
You came into my life and washed away all my worries
Like wind swept away all my concerns
And filled it with thought of yours
From morn till night
To have you as mine
Would my thought be in a ever tumbling fight
Woe to me to loose you in such a manner
Only took two steps towards our carmaderie
And that was all life let me grasp
Like a storm my insecurities tore that grasp
Before a story could be written
Fading away the memories
Like leaves flown away by the simplest of breeze
Yet I clutch to those leaves
For that is all I can
For that is all life seems to grant
To this despicable runt
The runt who lost it all

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What we are Capable of!
Seein' Nature gettin' destroyed for our Convenience you, clench your fist yet you succeed to calm yourself!
Seein' Animals die, beatin'em to death, you clench your fist yet you succeed to clam yourself!
Seein' your life gettin' destroyed, you clench your fist yet you succeed to calm yourself!
Feelin' dead inside still Livin' on like that it makes you, clench your fist yet you succeed to calm yourself!
Seein' the despicable, you clench your fist to answer yet you succeed to calm yourself!
Seein' many die due to the advancement we have procured, you clench your fist yet you succeed to calm yourself!
Hopin' for Someone to Show-Up to Fight for you makes you, clench your fist(when will that someone appear) yet you succeed to calm yourself!
Fightin' against the bad, the fear of Death prevent you from takin' action which makes you, clench your fist (why can't I) yet you succeed to calm yourself!
All this for what, survival ehh!
What a beautiful life we're living!

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The manner in which you deal with despicable actions and hostile accusations clearly depicts the strength of your mind.
If you fall a victim to the rancour of these situations, you would only end up destroying you mental peace.
However,
If you stand strong and undeterred by these, you emerge as victorious.
The choice is yours.

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