Life is a mixture of
Beliefs and happenings
Where we hope for the best
But expect the worst.

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Moment that's still alive
Aroma that I recognize
Familiar scent and I sniff the source
Walk down the same course
I was so into you
Couldn't realize
The lip lock was an instant to seize
Slowly in your arms I would slip
Dead gallery and no pictures to flip
Our memories without pictures
Is what keeps me sane
When I walk down the memory lane

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World is a library
Each individual a book
Each day a chapter
Each incident a story

So many books
So much to learn and unlearn
So less time

All that I could do
was collect a few
Make my own mini-library
My chamber of happiness
My peace seeking place

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When the talk in town
Was a clown
Fumbled and tumbled he would wade
Slurred and blurred illusions made
The happy face with a wide smile
Faking personality for a while
I stood waving among the crowd
He made me feel so proud
Gathering life bit by bit
All he decided was not to quit

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I was scared to text
What if there wasn't a reply

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I fell in love
Not at the first sight
But, when she was by my side
I fell in love all over again
With the legendary soul she was
And with all her gains
I knew I was in love
When she stayed up late
Cz I was late home
And she couldn't sleep without the wait
I realized
She was worth the fight
When I saw her walk the aisle
As my BRIDE!

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Indifferent instances
But I blamed it all on you
Was I insane?
Or were you too sane?
I grab my head
With a heavy heart
Teary eyes
And broken apart
I am walking away
As slow as I can
Comforting you
I am not yet gone
Yet another chance
To call me back
Can you not realize
My silent cry
I am giving up on you
And this is my last try
For I believe
Once gone is gone forever
And this my love is now or never.

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I wondered how would you be
just before I could realise
You happened to me
I wondered will you understand,
my silence
Just by, being by my side
And you walked out with a smile
I still wonder if you exist back in my memories
Because I see the remains
Somewhere hidden inside.

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Lips trailed over my skin
Fingers played with the tangled hair
Traced my face with your hands in dark
I miss it all when you pack and embark

Unaware of destination
I Travel through the deserted land
To feel your presence
For just a glance
Lone I ride, drenched in rain
Hiding my tears and all the pain

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A blank canvas,
Yet another portrait to be finished.
Various colors of life,
Yet another shade to live.
Millions of ways,
Yet another one to discover.
The destination is set,
Yet another journey to begin.

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