My eyes became like a balcony,
witnessing the coming and going of seasons.
No summer’s heat could burn the past,
no winter could numb and leave the pain dead.
The flowers of memories fell from my eyes,
but the autumn in my heart never left.

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If that Pain is Sweet to Bear
If that Waiting Excites you
If that Darkness Lit you up
If that Hindrance Press you on...
Ohhh Rejoice!!
You're Enjoined within that Flow
To Bloom in all the Seasons!!!

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Seasons are far better than people.
Atleast they give some sign before changing.

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When the summer of
my life is about to fade,
And the winter will be
few moments away
from seizing my beats,
Then come to me and
be my autumn and
For one last time allow
me too fall for you.

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Seasons in my writings
just like the seasons in my head.

Sometimes it rains.
Sometimes it's too heated
to taste.
Sometimes it's just like
falling autumn;
Too old to stick close to my soul.
Sometimes it's too suffocating
Just like arcane rooms.
Sometimes, it's too cloudy;
Confusing like the
optical illusions.

And, now, I'm too
unstable,
Bleeds like a cascade.
Still, helpless to find a word!

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कुछ ऐसे आकर मिलो हमें तुम,

कि जैसे चुभती धूप में
घंटों का सफ़र तय कर
एक नीली झील दिखे

कि ठहरे झील के पानी में
एक पत्ता ज़र्द सुनहरा सा
हौले हौले आ गिरे

कि जैसे ख़ाली दोपहर पर
छनछनाती बारिश हो
और सारा आलम जाग उठे

कि जैसे बर्फ़ानी रातों में
बुझते हुए अलावों से
भभक के कोई आग उठे

कुछ ऐसे आकर मिलो हमें तुम..

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Seasons Come & Go,
But the glow of my fragrance
Don't go down,
Never be frown.
A promise I won't let it go,
"Says the red dipped rose
From the rock core."

READ IN CAPTION...

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A time
when
chaos
becomes
religion
but
penance
thy god

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