While on chase to all situation that I wobbled,
It wasn't an affair of forced or poked lumbering,
But a random act that was dramatic & overplayed,
Which created unwanted fuss in mind with fretting..

While on chase to all my negative notions that reverts,
Through my clumsy feel of me being an opted imperfect,
Makes me immensely deteriorate to false diverts,
Resulting in sobbing and grieving on unknowing impact..

While on chase to resolve my peeping friction & negations,
I chose to heal such affairs with good start of inking,
I rather started penning all my past moments & notions,
Also did I use music therapy to forget my deprived backing..

Anything, something or everthing may chase your attitude,
But have always a perpetual, confined, confident apititude..— % &

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My thoughts soar, my ambitions trek to
cliff. But my body and soul sink to deep
frail & shaky tides of life sea..

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Change is form of life assertion,
Blending in it is our obligation,
Arising for it, becomes a passion,
Never be in assumption of relishing..

Looking forward for a opted situation,
Knowing more about apt occasion,
Justifying and reasoning is good convention,
For grabing the opportunity recurring..

Tend to always be in clear mention,
Specifying your organised impassion,
Reciprocating every different destination,
Be an emir to the choosen path recreating..— % &

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Did I decide to catch
That glittering gazing
Star without its consent..

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Lost in deception of life,
found myself in midst of
helplessness..

Lost as a prey of soulmate,
Couldn't do the best to confer
my passion a better place in
his heart..

Lost as a idol for myself in
writing, never could I convince
my habit as good, to my loved
ones..

Lost in my current hobby, my
family felt it as a bad addiction,
Instead of habitual avocation..

Lost was I,
or my learning,
May be my writing,
Admist my flimsy fate..

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that flies according to soaring fictitious situations, only thing is one should know the technique of flying aptly in all opted windy situations, by never losing hope, when kite gets tugged up to some tree or electric poles and trying more better than before when fallen back..

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Was it complete or sacred?
But you were special to me,
You were my inspiring soul,
Did you feel the same for me?

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Those pieces of phrases gave a depth
in the meaning of formation, weaved
with delicate sincerity, jotted with
beguiling words gave a amazing read
to reader in a inspiring way.

Those pieces of wonders of nature
were so astounding to watch,
enchanting to spare time, euphoric to
heal the stress of life..

Those pieces of music, were so
rhythmic and so lyrical to enjoy
every moment in the musical
panorama, making my inner muse
and soul entice with optimistic
energy..

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Light

Your life has that light for you or
You have that light for life as 'Books'

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it makes us sensitive, weak and
possessive and it hurts very often
for silly & small things..

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