How My Lips Live Alone Like To See !!
আমার একলা ঠোঁট বেঁচে আছে দেখো কেমন !!

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In the middle of sea..
In the warmth of the desert..
In the top of the hill..

There lies the essence of love!

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IN THE END

In The End,
Nothing remains,
You, me and words,
All gone,
nothing you gain.
Only living thing,
Is poetry,
Which will rain.

#TheInsaneInk

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Poetry

Thoughts stream in willy-nilly,
Unrelated fragmented pieces,
Waltzing around my mind's panorama,
Touching the heart,
Missing a beat sometimes,
Lacking the elan and grace
Of a seasoned danseuse.

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"From CORONA"
I have come here once again,
to teach you all a lesson,and something to gain..
Mother nature bought me here,
for all the pains she bear..
Nature's revenge it is,
You better know, what you all did!
I may kill a number or few,
to mantain the balance,its true!
But it having good sides too..
Pollution,deforestration and a lot of pollution,
this continous humiliation,
but nature's patience continuation..
The anger no longer holds,
and nature made the virus and told,
CORONA!!she unfolds..
To teach humanity a lesson,
and to put the destroyers in prison.
But mother nature holds the good side too,
Spend time with your family and crew.
Give the sun a little time also,
to sanitize the earth and its population too.
You may curse me,
or thank me later,
I'will never mind believe me its true..

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INTOXICATED...


I AM elated,enthralled and SPIRITED HIGH
when BOOZY and RAPT..
IN the DARKNESS of DRUGS I find of course FALSE hope AND light
But
still enjoys PEACE of MIND...

( CONTINUED IN THE CAPTION....)

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I can't even find a good person in this world!

You know? World is infinite. The calculation sucks here! -god replied miserably.

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विश्व कविता दिवस

वह शब्दों का जोड़ बिठाती,
हर शब्दों को राग दिलाती।
शब्द बिठाकर उल्टे सीधे,
नाम कविता अपना बताती।

हर पंक्ति का भाव बताकर,
हर शब्द का अर्थ दिखाकर।
गद्य का पद्य बनाकर,
नाम कविता अपना बताती।

शब्दों में मधुरस भर जाती,
अलंकृत कर जाती शब्दों को।
जाल बिछाती वह शब्दों का,
नाम कविता अपना बताती।

वह सारे ही जज्बात बताती,
हर शब्द पर श्लेष कर जाती।
हर शब्द को उपमा दे जाती,
नाम कविता अपना बताती

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Am bleeding through ink,
tears flowing and the heart sinks..
Dark rooms and the bulb,
sometimes winks..
But am bleeding,
bleeding through ink..
Numb, am i a dumb?
Something's knocking me,
"hello! Listen" a voice rang..
I'm crying,lying even to myself,
Not able to search the reason,
is it a pain or something hidden inside the prison!!
Silence! my brain says!
I kept quite since many days..
Then i picked up the pen,
tears dried,
the heart whelmed..
Its peace to write and pour ur feelings,
I overcame...
Yes! am still bleeding,
bleeding, my thoughts through my pen..

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Duniya se..
Duniya se itni dur jana hai ke kbhi laut ke na aa skun..!

Duniya ko..
haqiqat meri pta nhi, ilzam hzaron hein mujhpe, khata kuchh bhi nhi..!

Duniya me..
agar kuchh chhodne jaisa h to vo h dusron se ummeed..!

Duniya ke..
dr se apne faisale badalne walon ke faisalon ki koi ahmiyat nhi hoti..!

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