He fumbles around me.
I stumble around him.
Love balances us.

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//Hidden In Plain Sight//

Now, as I look back,
I realise that it was there,
Always. With me; within me.
Right under the shadow
of my lashes;
Lingering and getting lost
In the maze of my mind;
As if at halt,
at the nib of my pen.
Only, I never cared
to gather it
With a rake of words,
And juxtapose those phrases,
so that, they be poured
as poems on a paper.

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Well, if you need to meet someone weird, humourous and unconventional. If you want to read scribbles of great depth, emotion and unparalleled vocab. I don't think you can beat this kiddo. No, I'll not call her a writer for she won't let me do that. Yes I'm talking about the first younger sister I made here. Well, I won't say more coz I don't want to make her all embarrassed.

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From a lover to a scribbler,
I grew up writing you!

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इतनी भीड़ में भी मैं तन्हा चलती हूं
सब है पास पर तुझको ही ढूंढती हूं
नज़रें चली जाती है अपनी हौंद तक
पर पहुंचती कहां है ये तुम तक
फिर अकेली तन्हा पाकर खुद को
ढुढूं तुझको खुद में ,
जब ढूंढने चली खुद को भीतर में
तो तुम ही मिले मुझे हर इक कण में।

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And then, she expressed those words left unsaid... with a hash tag “( #)scribble” !

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Hello

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Grammar nazis with thy thesaurus, spare me a bit at times. You're trying to beat this foolish in his hobby with your job.

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Scribble your heart on the limitless leaf of autumn, where falling is beautiful.

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The moment I remember where I misplaced my headphone after an argument was the moment I realised my peace is still safe with me.

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