Poetry isn't penned by mind
It's the flow of the heart
which feels deep;
And mind just synchronizes
To make it a deep conversation!

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HER - I pray you do not fall in love with me, For I am falser than vows made in wine.





ME - Even if your words warn me to stay away, my heart has already walked the path to you.
If your vows are made in wine, let mine be carved in silence — steady, sober, and true.
I don’t love the idea of you… I love you, even if you think you’re unlovable.
So if falling for you is a mistake, then I’m glad to be wrong — every single time.

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My love is a verse
Between Autumn and Spring

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OH! TO BE LOVED!

To be loved like the ocean loves the shore
To be heard without having spoken
To be read like a book
To be cherished like the moon
To be painted like a scenery
To be remembered like one’s favourite song
To be worshipped like God
To be longed for like an oasis that a traveller longs!
To be safeguarded like a child
To be adored like a precious diamond
To be described as a warm hug on a winter morning
To be loved like the air one breathes in,
To be loved without conditions,
Oh! To be loved and truly loved!

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Oooo

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ये पता है छोटे से मुझको बड़ा बनाया तुमने
कि कहीं भी जब भी मैं गिर गया तो उठाया तुमने

मैं भटक गया था अंधेरें में जब कभी कहीं भी
मिरे हाथ को पकड़ राह को तब दिखाया तुमने

मुझे माँ की ही तरह तुमने भी प्यार ही दिया है
लगी भूख़ तब भी पहले मुझे ही खिलाया तुमने

मिरी ज़िंदगी के हर मोड़ पे आज भी ख़ड़ी हो
परी-रू हरेक मुश्किल से मुझे बचाया तुमने

इसी जन्मदिन पे तुम से यही आज कहता हूँ मैं
मैं तो नाम से था "निर्भय" उसे सच बनाया तुमने
—निर्भय राज़— % &....— % &

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I was a poet
And i wrote when i felt like it
I wrote when i cud no longer take it
I wrote when my heart succumbed to the quiet solace of a starry night

I never noticed when it began to fade away
I never knew what led the poet in me astray
I searched for words, almost cried in dismay
Of, perhaps, id lose myself as the last line sway away

Where did it all go wrong? How wud i find my way back?
With questions unresolved , with heaviness slowly killing my psyche
I lived my life, like a girl fell sick
Was it all just a dream? Or an undeserved luck?

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“more than love”

someone whose pain echoes mine
in a language only we understand,
whose presence feels like remembering
something i never knew i lost.

(Read the full poem in caption.)

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“if i don't find love”

i will dance with memories imagined,
and sleep beneath a star
that only shines in stories
of a love that lives afar.

(Read the full poem in caption.)

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