The thought struck as I continued
to ruffle your tresses.
I am going to witness this black
turning into grey in some years.

A smile
refused to leave my face.

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It's a baby girl!!
It WAS...

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While on those sleepless nights I wept and wondered why did you leave,
You were mesmerized by her voice on the phone.

And on those blue mornings when all I wanted was to make it my last day,
You woke up smiling at her text.

On those afternoons that I spent beating myself up for all the possible reasons I gave you to forget me,
You were taking pride in reading my apologies.

While the whole summer I told people how much you loved me,
You were making memories loving her.

In the rains when I sailed paper boats with your promises written all over,
You quoted those promises to her.

On my way back home,when I saw lovers holding hands gazing each other and wished them to be us,
Your hands were entwined with hers.

In the late evenings when I sat in the corner feeling hideous and contemptible,
Your eyes were locked onto her.

As the world seems to be collapsing on me,
I tell myself that I was enough before you came & I'll always be.

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what I was and what I am is a night sky's lullaby to the kid that welcomes sleep lying on a public park's bench.

i came to me like the waves to the granny who reluctantly lets her feet feel the sea, gently.

my breath began supplying quantas through me, warming me up for a marathon, titled "the tough times."

baby steps slowly did turn a little bigger yet 'baby' steps as this novice began running a race. to oblivion?

amidst the silence, I brainstorm myself of the beauty i find in it and the chaos.

i search within for the parts i had, only to find how perfectly they mended with the ones i have.

i am coming to me like a bird returning home, flying, walking, and sometimes perching,

from what I was to what I am.

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You think you are an artist?
You think more and write less,
Always in a state of mess.
You don't pay attention in class
Your writing is mostly crass
And you give it a fancy tag of
Poetry.

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Too hazy to be observant.
// Vagueness in caption

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The thing is they tried but your indifference made them walk away!

No, they didn't give up.

They just couldn't wait for a no again, where you nod your head in almost a no, feeling confused where you can't let go off all the love you get but then what about them.

Aren't they humans too? They are, darling.

They got feelings and want to be as much loved as you want at 3 am when the lights are dim and eyes are already adjusted to the darkness.

Yes, they promised their eternity to you but did you deserve it, kindly ask yourself once.

You feel comfortable dwelling in the past, surrounded by the haunting memories which has become your home despite being dingy and stinky yet you don't want to move to the world of freshness with them 'cause you don't want to take a risk all over again, what if the roses they brought has a thorn that pricks ignoring the fragrance they wish to fill into your life. 

The only similarity you have with them is that both thought of you!

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Lipsticks, diamonds, chocolates or dolls
We need no age to deal with them all
We can cry when we want
We can pout, laugh and flaunt
We can gossip heartily or be a snob
Yet manage to be your heartthrob
Whether the weaker sex or not
Motherhood cannot with power be brought
It's we that put life into everything
Rejoice Women!!
Gallop, sway and swing!!!

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सब अपने हिसाब से सही रहते हैं,
बस हम ही हैं जो वहीं रहते हैं।

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Dear Diary

You're the only witness of my routine rantings. You have tasted some drops of my salty tears too and have known the crooked curves of my handwriting, followed by my abrupt mood swings. You listen to all my naggings without complaining.
Only you know, how I am overpowered by exorbitant nervousness and unseasonal melancholy. You have seen me conquer the daunting nightmares. You have seen me growing everyday.
I have talked with you about every day and everbody in my life, but never you. So today, I write this to you. Thank you, my dear diary, for being my confidante, my silent secret keeper and my most reliable friend.

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