A fancy word.
Whenever it comes, it comes with a new identity, new look, new perception.
I learned that this fancy word always use to come along with it's mate, they work together like a pro. This fancy word never left us alone. This fancy word makes us ruined, we fall back sometimes, but at the same time gives us opportunity to get up, to fight back, being our companion to stand for the spoken words with guidance for the lost questions.
A simple fancy word & we call it Problem.

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The volume at its high
In the streets under the sky
Makes me feel like I'm on
the edge to fly
This makes a perfect start up
Of myself with my happiness
All good at a time

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No need to take shelter
of those fancy words

For your home lies
within the simplicity
that you never
bothered to search

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My words look fancy
for you are decorated
with my hands.

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I Have No Fancy Words
All That Fancy Me Is
Only You.

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Sleeping deep in the dreams
of fancy world,
the subconscious mind
is somehow still caught
in the verse of your
depthful pearly eyes.
Tell me princess, is it a
dream or a reality
turned into the dream.
If it's a dream, I never
wish to wake again...

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Never found my soul
//Story in caption//

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If you fancy to love the moon, you need to accept and get down to the scars too.

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It's beyond my fancy how life ticks on
But memories linger on,
Pinning themselves
To dusty old cherished things . .

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He looked straight
into my soul
Searching for something
Undiscovered... Unknown
I got conscious
And wanted to run away
But felt immovable
In front of his sway
He did nothing
But just looked
That look lacked lust
And lacked love too
I quivered and
Wondered what to do
He left and was gone
After uttering this
Who made you so weak
Who snatched away your bliss?

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