When the cotton absorbs the fluid
who feels it's weight...??
Is the water adding the weight or
the cotton absorbing the weight...??
Should the water be blamed or
the cotton be praised...??
Can the receiver also be a latent giver
who never gets noticed until the pause...??
When the perfection becomes the suffocation,
the stardom ain't the celebration...
Praise gets braised in a bottomless wok!!
When the heat burns the hand,
wok takes the blame...
While the fire is outwardly disguised,
neither the finger admits the action nor the fire
It's the strange heaviness in the weight of perfection,
that bends the soul holding the medal of being an idol...

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like an oasis in the arid patch
Investing into getting invested
Rugged or ravaged
the wait ain't worthwhile...
Gained is spent & the spent is lost..!
Does it all that costs...?
Hope is blinking like the twilight
amidst the delusional fright...
Coercing to rejoice
yet, enactment is the choice!!
Enduring the done feels better than
regretting for the undone....

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The fullstop doesn't seem like a closure
to the final chapter...
For good or bad, the grip on my finger tip
is waiting for one more edition...
Is it a call to conclude the incomplete storyline or,
to decode the puzzle haunting the screenplay?!
Thrillers and guess games
keeping the sole audience on the edge,
blocking the preface of a new chapter!
If the writer would have had the power
to unstory the story
repeated restory would have taken the void!
Replaying the play has become the perpetuator
to sustain the agony!
While the end face is in draft,
declaration of the end
doesn't seem to be a dead-end!!

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In the haul of life we take switch
in playing the role of a sheep and a goat...
Innocuous to noxious shifts makes it
detrimental to denominate
the benevolent and the brute...
Inheritance to environment,
the complex mix, collude the terrain!
Absurd becomes sapient
Dynamite becomes hideous
Destitute becomes plenitude
Unheard becomes renowned...
When the evolution is real,
goat becomes a sheep and sheep becomes a goat!
Ultimately when the denomination transpire,
'WHO' wins the 'HOW'....!
Gaging the piety of a tale equals to
counting the starts in the sky...
When the destiny illumes,
if the regrets come to the surface,
that proves the staunch of the ordinance,
finalizing the valve between
the paradise and the obsolete!!

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She is the boss lady
Passing the decrees in her dynasty
She is the discrete queen
Unhitched with the prosaic norms....
She cherished being glossed up
Amidst the glory of lauded!
She remained placid
In the pharisaic world,
Disowning labels...
She knew her voracious allies
Prognosticating for the turbulence
As she walked through her
Dubious destiny, all her allies
Began to melt into the thin air...
One fine day, words in her decrees
Started fading away...
Serene view of her glossed up esse
Formed a glass ceiling, blocking her way...
In her interim journey
She remained perplexed
Decoding the delusional...

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How theatrical our life gets
with the bottomless emotions!
We hanker to own everything,
Selectively forgetting the cease!
When the hard reality hits,
Often we are left with no choice!
Wealth takes away the health or
Health takes away the wealth?!
Love binds the soul or blinds the soul?!
Work bustles the life or puzzles the life?!
When we unfold the ultimate reality,
We'll be on the last fold of our entity!!
Yet we play multiple roles masking & unmasking...
Every antagonist has a protagonist within
The role reverses in the spectrum of the screenplay,
unveiling the unseen...
Whether we define our own script,
or go by the prompt,
there isn't perfection!
Never-ending reflection
predicts the perception as the curtain drops!
In the end, we either endure in the memory
leaving an imprint,
or succumb overnight when the sun sets!

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A strange pain is choking my heart away
May be for a good takeaway!
Yesterday's confusion faded away,
Opening a new gateway...!!
Deep down there is huge relief
of clearing the entangled bunch of chaos
Yet, diluted with a thread of blemish!!
Feels like an intellectual idiot,
Getting deceived by own thoughts!!
Right on the finger tips all the fantasies,
imaginary discourse, envisaged visions....
Shattered into pieces!!
Got fooled by the self or others?!
I remained to be a silent victim of my own vehemence!!
A life got lost before even taking a shape!
A story got a full stop before the preface!
First could to be the best or the worst,
Reflecting upon the meaning in between the lines,
Sweet baffle left a bitter taste!!
Lead warrior has been a fictional figure in her own fantasy....
Let this beginning be the end,
never getting swayed ever again
by the waves of the coerced emotions!!!

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Let them set a frame,
don't give a damn.
There's no shame
to dwell in your own fame.
Shaming game of defaming
is a rule of thumb for those fragile clans.
Stand straight when the stone is pelt.
Only the lush farmland attracts the encroachers!
Be upright and wait when that
tight knot frees on it's own.
Let that pretentious mass put up a show.
Be the solo audience with your righteous spirit.
Remember, there is no right thing, till it's said so.
All said and done, there will be cult of sheeps
behind every deacons.
Dare being a misfit in the perfect world
creating your own band!
Only common makes the history
Uncommon creates the mystery!

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Never have I imagined, you would
take an entry pass into my alone world!
I cherish all those tiny little memories you left behind!
Sparkling eyes, fumbling talks,
Flirtatious smile, inquisitive gaze!
My heart is pounding to go back to those days,
and endure all those moments!
Abrupt beginning of our union has such a strange lapse!
The wretch is real if this lapse
is an indication of the cease!
I wonder how can a strange visitor
could invade my dream every night!
In our parallel destiny all that I want is 'you'
sharing rest of my journey!
I fail to relegate if you are a breeze to ease,
or a tornado to elude!
You live in my thoughts
even after being out of sight!
There is no day you took an off
from passing by my memory lane.
Stop conjuring, it's too much to take!
Can't take this sweet- sour pain anymore!
I wish to relive those memories allover again!
Get these telepathic signals oozing out from my love,
breaking all the mystical terrain!

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Dreams transmission...

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