i wander around
and listen to the winds
whispering your name,
and reminding me
of some whimsical rhymes,
and i suddenly miss your eyes
engulfing melancholy notes
and deadening sights,
which breaks me less
or breaks me more
doesn't matter
to my numb heart
which now unknowingly chokes
all the time
all the time.

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I wonder and
I ask myself often
Is this really true
How can a person love someone so much?!!!?
How can she overcome all obstacles of her life to make me feel loved and special?!!?

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She is a mixture of magic.
Whimsical desires
Chaos and peace
She is her kind-a hurricane.
Light and grace.

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If it didn't strike you yet,
I'v got a secret up my sleeve,
I have been waiting to tell you,
That it's my brithday eve.

I'v been dropping hints all day
Hopping that you'll realise
'I like chocolate cake a lot!'
'I love presents and even pies!'

Now it's really great you know,
This fact is finally out.
Yet, that wasn't the secret,
I wanted to tell you about.

It's clear you have a bad memory,
You forget things like your medicine,
But I didn't expect you to forget,
That me and you are twins.

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Anything Lost would always
Succeed in alluring us..
Curiosity to find out what all
We have lost there..
Prejudices engulfs us
An unexplainable loss lingers
A notion always stays"if at all
I haven't lost that"..
But the thing is that
Lost always remains lost
In a far strange place it stands
Like an oasis in a desert
Always Defined by its mystery
Always making us wish for it.
There lies its success..
The decision is always left to us
Whether it was paradise or
Something evilish.
But we feel alike ..,
something That is lost from us
Is always good or heavenly.
And we continue
Living like that..
Beautifully distorted Whims...

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I'm DONE with your CAPRICES,
You're an ATTENTION seeker,
Ego centered,
NARCISSIST!
I'm DONE with your NONSENSE,
WHIMSICAL,
CORNY not so FUNNY jokes!
SHUT up!

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January was a dream
In a rabbit hole of whims,
When I woke up on Feb
Every fog had left.
Spring did knock and
I opened those gates,
She asked with a smile
While warm breeze gazed
"And where are the ghosts?"
"I left them to wake
A part of my death,
Written as stories
Renewed from the grave."

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Main tut kar bikhar rha hun
Kya ro kar ab iska aelan karun,
Aankhon me aansu ab bilkul hi nhi aate
Kab tak jhooti muskurahaton se muskurata hua dikhun.

Lafz kitne dhundhu ab ek bhi nhi milte
Main lafzo ki gahraiyon me bas dube hi ja raha hun
Koi aaye bachane to koi baat bhi kare
Kab tak apne lafzon se muskurata firun main....

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Oh listen ! I wonder my troth,
Gained in early as people did,
By an enormous beauty shall fade,
Stopping and raising in perfect tone,
By malady floating like waves into sea,
Finding oxygen blinking star,
Forget to remember once I had wonder,
Collapsed mind evil thoughts
Breaks the bondage far away from heart.

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I wonder what's more whimsical,
people holding on or people moving on?

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