The way you
Wrecked my heart
Is still the second
Worst thing ever
Happened to me,
And yes you
Left my hand
& so called life.
Let you go
For the sake,
So far
Holds ist..
Worst ever...

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Only if
I were a paper plane....

There would have been many crashes
And failed landings
But none
None of it could have left me
Wrecked and broken and destructed.

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I'm currently on my reckless mode with an extra feature of wrecking everything I come in contact with

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यूं तो वक्त बहुत है काटने को
बस इक लम्हें की मोहताज है
आशाएं नहीं हैं किसी से
बस खुद पर ही विश्वाश है
अकेलापन ही भाता है
भिङ से अब एतराज़ है
खो चूका है जो सुकून मन का
अब उसकी ही तलाश है

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Only the wise will understand that

even the quenched is an art.

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Drown in me.
Like how
The sun drowns
In the ocean.
For I'm inviting you in,
To salvage
Our wrecked soul,
And broken heart.
So let us swim
Through the sea,
Holding hands.
And be each other's
Wild light.
For today.
And for the years to come.

/Unchained love//

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If there is a color for
Wreckage i think it
Has to be like the
Perfect blend of serene white
And Emerald..
The Lushness of Green Aura
And the serenity of white
Would bring a better bleed
For pain, to outshine every others..
Yet the overshadowed black
Could never be Erased
For there should be something
To mark the new illuminance
A recall to Those deep crevices..

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i still wait by the shore of your friendship.
a wrecked ship,
too broken to float.
often
waves kiss me,
just to fetch a piece of me
and leave before the sunrise,
before I can make her a breakfast
and bid her a proper goodbye.

all i asked for is a heads-up before you come to visit me next and
a proper goodbye,
i knew i was never enough
to make a tide settle
or to cage a wild spirit.

i wish that someday,
one of my broken pieces can find

your depth.

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Will you stay with me
when I push you away
with the thunders inside me
as the dark, delirious, gloomy clouds
lumbering in stuttering circles
rage a hurricane
blinding your eyes with dust?








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I want to embrace the moment with you,
Walking aside the sea shore,
to whisper in your ear,
to mutter something mischievously,
to adjust your tousling hair,
to kiss your ear having rings,
to pass some moments in serenity.........
but I think that my every aspirations are throttled by the callous hands of yours.

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