Hope:
-tastes like the morning tea that uplifts you.
-smells like a French perfume, pricey but worthy enough to long for.
-feels like a better tomorrow what we all crave for.
-looks like a muse, providing all the energy to create.
-sounds like the resonance of ancient hymns, that help you find peace.

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The crushed pieces
of the pale yellow
diary pages, remind
me of something so
known; as if it was
a part of me some
long years back.
Now when I think,
and retrospect in
derision; I find the
pieces to be my
scanty little hymns
of the love verses,
I used to write for her.

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I realise one thing
because of the untimely prowesses
You've always been a better version of me
I find oneself within
because of the unchanted hymns
You've always been a prettier parody of me
I dwell in your eyes
because of the depth it lavishes
You've always been a finer portrait of me
I sync once again
because of the love one carresses
You've always been a simpler image of me

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Scrounging my memories, the mind
of mine often asks my heart why it
didn't love itself the way it loved
you. May be then, it would be able
to utter some hymns of unresolved
love rather than the broken and
unseen poems.

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Do you remember when
your silent corridors echoed
with the giggles of the little me,
running from one corner of you to the other,
trying to match her steps to the
hymns uttered in unison,
filling the air with a sense of serenity?

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The Rhythm of Hymns,
Eliminate the impurities of the soul,
The Universe is Charged,
Karma of Thoughts,
Vibrates when words beat,
Inner drums of the Soul.

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I Dream of a World...
//Captions//

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Sing me to death..
(Read the poem in caption)

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To the dark
and to shines,
celebrate the
madness
with myths..

Hope one day,
it will make you
shimmer,
Just like when
I listen to those
windcharm hymns..

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Make your today as your stay

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