These libraries are
My burial grounds
Where I belong to
But still alive
In these poems,
I lived life in your fragrance,
You left within me

All of me loves All of you
Yet you don't know
I still smell that poem
Resides within me
I kissed on the Pain of your heart
Yet you don't know
You left me,Yet I didn't knew

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He is strolling
all the bookhouses
all the libraries
continuously detoriating his dry eyes
here there everywhere
and around all territories
in search of that poem
which he used to read & smell in her lyrical eyes...

I know he won't be able to succeed
because he is silly and on a wrong path,
the smell of that poem resides within him..
She is so kind
so left all those things within him...

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He was strolling leisurely in the garden of her heart
Though He was taking little little steps
That lovely pain , was unbearable
She knew this is her first love.

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Whenever on break,
my mind strolls down the memory lane to meet you.

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{- Stroll: a slow walk for pleasure.-}
1-Now, Late night I stroll along the streets to kill the love stress.

2-Late night, She strolls on the roof & count the stars to improve her love maths.😂

3-Unplanned Strolling along the haunted road with a group of friends towards the foggy night is a damn fucking f😁n👻☠️

4-Late night Strolling in winter along the same rows of plants & park's footpath with your album of memories, is a kind of relief therapy of Nostalgia.

5-Late night Strolling with your special one in winter, along the sidewalk road is a best way to spent a Quality time with your loved ones.

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The night's falling apart !
The moment I get rid of slumber,
The dawn's strolling to start !

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हर शाम तेरी यादों में जलते है।

फिर हर सुबह..
राख हो कर,

तुझमे बहने को चलतें है।

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Hardship through fire
It can either burn me up or
Rise me up like a Phoenix bird

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Strolling in the park

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