Cursing myself
For the words I yell.
I am a devil
Evolved from hell.
My writings might
Prick your eyes.
Morality in the society!
Heaven denies.
I am evil scoundrel,
For sins I fetter.
I know you're suffering,
Because truth is bitter.
Dynamites out there,
I am the lighter.
Beware!
Because I am a writer.

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It's time to write down the words which generates from the bottom of your heart ❤️

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Not a writer by birth
Trying my best to take Rebirth

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There is no escape
From emotions
It is that everyone falls,
Cries all the tears out
And gets up feeling better !

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तुम्हें ना नजर आए
क्या खेल तुमने रचा
तुमसे हो गई खता
अब कुछ नहीं बचा ,
हम हैं खफा
चलो हो जाओ दफा।

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Aapke kareeb aakar jaana,
Ki khud se kitne door the hum,
Sansein pahle bhi yahi thi,
Par zinda Fizool the hum❤

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When I lie down at night with blurred sight unknowingly that pain cripples the half burning soul. This pain is different, it is as if it can't be measured and as difficult as to be treasured. The moments, the memories hits hard. Soul desires to sink into the night, to forget each and everything but still that pain automatically comes from hearts beneath. I can feel the rush of emotions through the veins. It brings down chills.
Rainy pillow every night, still gaining some strength to fight! Sleep is the last option which my soul choose, yes its true life is not as beautiful as a rose!

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Sometimes,
If compared,
Innocence serves better than Maturity.

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Without you I have learnt how to live,
Refreshing the memories every eve.
Thinking about you every then and there,
Soul just wishes if you were here!
It just feels like my night sky is devoid of all the stars,
You are here in my heart but I don't know why it feels so far!

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"You never share any of your thoughts with us" they complained.

"The sea never reveals of its depth and underlying jewels. You have to explore it", she displayed a sad smile.

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