Why can't I?
break the glass ceiling
and spread my wings
to soar untethered, unleashed
Why can't I?
break every barrier
my words dissolving
like salt in water, invisible but briny
Why can't I?
write what rumbles inside
magnificent thoughts
once out, turn into rubble, unnoticed, trite
Why can't I?
move mountains,
mountains of my ineptness
I can just try pushing, unremarkably, helpless
Why can't I?
turn my imaginations
into equally magical
words

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Sometimes I feel like writing a love song for you and singing it my heart out....

but that would be noise pollution

and I'm trying to keep my love eco friendly.
Soo...

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I made up my mind
I have to live like this
I have to do or take things this way
I know what I m upto
Hoping for something that's a jigzaw puzzle itself
I'm unable to live the way I want,I know may be I pretend!



BUT,Why not I?

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"tum zindigi me aage badh gaye hume bhula kar,
Aur tumhe yaad kar ke hume raatoon ko neend bhi nahi aati,
Tum kisi bethar ki talaash me kal phir kisi se mohabat karoge waade karoge,
Humari mohabat kal bhi tumhare liye hogi hum kal bhi wo waade nibhaayenge jo humne ek dusre se kiye the,
Tum tou poori tarha badal gaye hume bhula kar,
Hum khudko kaise badle hum tou tumhara kiya hua ek bhi waada bhula nahi paa rahe,
Khud ko badal laina aage badh jana sab kuch bhula daina kya itna asaan hota hai,
Agar haan tou yeh hunar hume bhi sikha ke jate shayd hamari bhi zindigi asaan hojati,"

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Why can't I silently accept
My beautiful broken reality!?
Why can't I seize some happiness
When it's empowering my frenzied life!?
Why can't I be less dramatic
While absorbing the exploding entropy!?
Why can't I soothe my beast
Wildly roaming carefree for peace!?
Why can't I boldly embrace
The chaos of my twisted life!?
Why can't I!?

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How can I ?
To
Why can't I ?

Everything changed.

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#Questions

Why ain't I at peace...?
I was wondering..

Why do the memories hurt...?
How can I forget them...?
If I can't even forget them, how can I stop them bothering me this much....?

I was drowning with the questions...

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I would rather die young being a masterpiece than living for 90 years being a disaster.

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Why???
What if I can't write anymore?
Why can't I ?
Is it because my fingers feel sore,
Or have the standards I set for myself
become too high?

What if I can't speak anymore?
Why can't I ?
Is it because my throat feels sore,
Or do the only words left, sound
more like a sigh?

What if I can't breathe anymore?
Why can't I ?
Is it because my whole life feels sore,
Or do all my fears only whisper,
" Just die !" ?
- Anugraha Harris

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Why can't I?
Live my dream!
Why can't I?
Live in solace!
Why can't I?
Stop regretting!
Why can't I?
Stop worrying!
Why can't I?
Dance with madness!
Why can't I?
Dress as I wish!
Why can't I?
Talk out loud
Why can't I?
Laugh out loud!

These little things...
To do...
I always wish to....

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