She lost her heart
Alas ! He didn't hold it
The broken pieces now keep weaving poetry— % &

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Scream the loudest....— % &

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And the vibrant March merrily arched through the cold bylanes of balmy February, colouring countryside....— % &

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She finally accepted her faith.
Her true companion smiled back, from the old mirror in her parents' home.

Some forevers are all about finding your real self.— % &

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Believing this lie I kept walking all alone
Thinking of you as my sole destination
Having charted many milestones
I found myself instead
Now the journey of self discovery,
Carries on....
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Then the garden
of poesies bloomed
Over the dead remains
of unrequited love— % &

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Is like a steep uphill climb
The vista enraptures
the enamoured trekker
Who's oblivious to the ceaseless pain— % &

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Mom to that Diwali Son papdi dabba— % &

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पर ना जाने तू किस तरफ़ था ?
अब एक अंजान रास्ते पर चले जा रहे हैं
ज़िंदगी का सफ़र यूं ही जिए जा रहे हैं— % &

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40 के बाद नज़र कमज़ोर
और observation तेज़ हो जाती है

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