I exist in a world where good poses as evil
And evil pretends to be good--
And I hate that it leaves me confused!

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Jitna pyar marne ke baad milta hai
Kash wo pehle mil jata
Jitna sath marne ke baad diya jata hai
Kash wo Pehle bhi mukammal ho pata
Iss duniya ki reet ko main ab tak samjh na pai
Kash jinda insaan ko marne wale se jyada pyar mil pata... 🙏

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I ploughed my heart
To sow her love
BUT
She planted the
Mines of duplicity.

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I open social networking sites, and see people's faces everywhere, smiling, oh the smiles, always on their faces, it gets me thinking, how many of these are actually happy? Or is this just a facade? For the camera? I don't get, why you need to 'smile' for a picture, why can't you just be in your element? Happy, sad, bored or whatever it is. Just so people feel 'comfortable' looking at your smiling face, you'll gladly put on a mask? Why people, why? We've been taught since our childhood, camouflaging our true selves and putting up a show for others. Don't you think, it needs to stop now? The people have turned into a mass produced merchandise, everyone, the same, plastered smiles everywhere. For a moment, concentrate on being who you truly are in the present moment, rather than putting on a show for others.

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If you are trying to understand love
Then you are searching the duplicity..

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Duplicity:

(n). Termite of relationships.
(A true kinship is antonym of duplicity)

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My 'SOUL' was used to be so PURE
But when you loved me by your DUPLICITY
A layer of "DUST" in my soul
Is only thing
That can
be SEEN

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We are the prudes
squeamish about
hugging in public,
but don't mind
being hogs.

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It was midnight. As usual, sleep was yet to knock on my door. Wide awake, not in a mood to dive into Netflix, I was left with random thoughts.

This and that, the past and the present, all touch-and-go. It was as if fate was skimming through the library of my thoughts. Deciding what my mind should don for the night. I was wondering where the rabbit hole would lead and just then, fate locked on to its catch of the day. Out it came, bringing a memory.

Memories. Always tough to handle. Few sweet, many bittersweet and most just damn painful. To make matters worse, it had to be one with you in it. One of our many evenings, spent at the college cafeteria. Alas! It was time to drown...

You know what?
What? I had asked.
You have a flare for words.
Is it written on my face?
Dummy! It's evident from these lines you pen for me.
You should start writing. You eyes were dead serious.
Maybe someday. I am still looking for that spark.
Then I hope that you that you it find soon. I remember you prayed.

Only if I knew, that it would be you.

You and your duplicity. The spark that fanned this inferno.
A wildfire that still rages inside, assuaged only by these bleeding eyes and those narratives.

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You were so incensed
The images of dead rattled
The news of gloom heart rending
This is too much
You wailed
Can't see such deaths
Can't see sufferings
Spread positivity you exclaimed.
Life is precious
Life is sacred
Why show the bodies decay
Spread positivity you said
But don't spare the Palestinians
Show them your might
Pound them to death
Can't be satisfied with a few
Slay them all you exulted in glee.

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