Eyes are devoid of sleep,
Heart is shattering and
Mind has become a battleground.
Feelings are cloaked but silence can be found,
When Darkness is lurking around.

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We all are just here to serve whole- heartedly and enjoy peacefully. The rest is unnecessary. Peace is underrated. And our absence won't matter much.

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Undying Dreams..

Oh! These undying dreams.
My heart is splintered and the hope is getting bruised.
But my dreams accompany me everywhere..
They hold me tightly
and absorbs my darker hue.

My tears are rolling down
and I am sitting on the chair.
My hands are pressing my mouth,
so that no one could hear,
the silent noises of my fear.

Crying and healing altogether,
seeking refuge in the undying dreams.
Everything is getting darkened,
And even the sun is leaving.

Now, orange light is spreading in the sky
and asking me to survive
one day at a time.
Soon I will find the way and
the WORLD WHICH I SEEK,
Because dreams don't die like this.

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Years passed by,
We are miles apart.
I know not how to describe our bond,
It is a complicated part.

I still have a memory,
A hazy reflection from our past.
You were my first teacher
taught me how to clutch the handle of a bat.

You taught me the values without stating it.
You believed in me without showing it.
We had differences.
We had arguments.
We had fight.
We had disagreement..

You were a terrific storyteller..
And I was an impatient sibling.
I loved to ask questions...
and you were like 'Google' and 'Bing'.

Brother, you made me warrior..
U made me stronger.
U inspired me,
And enlightened my path!
I know not how to describe our bond..
It is a complicated part.

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कुछ बातें जो कहनी थी,
कुछ किस्से जो सुनाने थे
आँसुओ की छाप जिन सपनों पर पड़े हैं,
उन्हें रगड़कर हटाने थे..
मिटा देना चाहते थे जिस किस्मत के लिखे को अपनी कलम की स्याही से..
वो किस्मत भी अब गरज कर हंसती है, मेरे इस हाल पर।

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Everyone struggles but only few can talk about it.

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I am closing my eyes now,
so that you can hold my hands.
Take me to the world of mystic mountains
and where are the river and the fountains.
And where the giant trees and the soft green bed of the nature lies.
And where everything has transcendental ties.

Where the imprints of the scented flowers etched in every path;
Where the creaky bridges tell me stories of the long lost past.
Where the dews are dripping from the leaves of the old trees,
and on the branches where birds weaves its nest and
looks like a golden chandelier.
Where the butterflies fly in a synchronous way,
and where the night is brighter than days.

Take me to the place where I can write and you can caress my hair.
Take me where I can laugh like a child,
and you can adore my face.
Take me to the place where I can put my head on your shoulder
and my sorrow falls when you embrace.

Take me to the world of stories
and the myths
and the legends.
Take me to the place where magic never ends.
Take me somewhere in my imagination
and to the place where I can build a fantasy land.

Now, I am closing my eyes again..
Don't wake me up
Because right now huge walls
and large sky
are the only place I can afford.

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When you have a lot to tell,
but your lips are tightly sealed.
When your tears are all dry
and you are dared not to feel.

Fighting the lone battles,
weeping, quivering and shivering
But I dare to dream
a giant dream..
And not anything else.

I dare to breathe..
Even during the darkest nights
I laugh while sitting on the devil's lap
I will not accept what is written in my fate.
And I am not ready to become the bait of your sympathy and grace.

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When I was young..
I saw some dreams.
I thought my age will do some wonders and this world will be at my feet.
I was foolish to not know this..
That every day is a battle
for those who does not accept defeat.

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Lifelong bruises, 
an eerie silence of memories, 
tears roll down when I look back.

Screams that never left me alone,
when eyes drowned in fear and
I can see the weeping shadow of the past,
with burning ears and helpless tears.

Every scar has been etched into the soul.
When I look back, 
everything is precise and clear.
I can still hear the sobbing and screaming,
and deadly silence of pain.

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