I just want to write all day along ,
Weaving stories of love and lust.
I want to share everything -
The perspectives and perceptions.

Does it even matter, though?
To know everything you can ?
To feel what you long for,
To wonder about it all ?

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In the journey of life,

The world don't feel the same,
To write the things at dawn,
May be we are at par to feel the same,
May be we don't express the same,
Though emotions are weighing down.

We wonder where we are,
Thinking what we are through,
But what wonder can happen all along ?
May be destiny has its path.
There is a miracle waiting,
Like a swan.

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The clock hits 1:30.
I'm still thinking about you,
Like it was yesterday we spoke.
I still care about you,
Like we were talking around.
I still want to wish you
Every day, like the day we spoke.

I wish the time was ours.
I had all the peace.
I don't know why
Things have happened this way.

I wish we were together,
Like a fairy tale.
I wish everything was fine,
As our understanding was.
I wish everything was
As per our wish.

I don't know why destiny turned out this way.

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The watch was there,
Standing still—
Not moving an inch,
Pausing the moment,
Just holding you back.

To replay,
To rethink,
To relish the movement.

As if something is there,
Moving its way
Away from you—
Farther the distance,
Farther the way,
Farther the journey.

To feel
The roller coaster of emotions
Through the pause.
To feel lost in the moments.

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I still feel tremors in my mind
whenever I hear tales of anguish,
my heart reverberates as if it were my own,
placing myself in their worn shoes,
thinking and feeling as if their pain
were stitched into my own skin.

I wear no visible mask of sorrow,
yet deep within, I carry their burdens,
as if these dungeons of despair
were meant to be shared,
a collective weight we all bear,
a tapestry woven with threads of grief.

Every story resonates,
echoing through the chambers of my soul.

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The night is still young,
To feel lost somewhere.

The night is still young,
To remind all the stories.

The night is still young,
To feel the wrath of the regrets.

The night is still young,
To feel happy and sad.

The night is still young,
To know where you belong.

The night is still young,
To see things as they are.

The night is still young.

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I had a dream ,
We were walking down the street.

I had a dream,
We were smiling all the way.

I had a dream,
We were fighting all the day.

I had a dream,
We were happy and lost.

I had a dream,
We were playing hide and seek.

I had a dream,
We were lost in our space.

I had a dream

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Darling,
You were an beautiful prose,
Alluring, sweet and a dutiful rose.

I was a little solider,
Lost in my space,
Finding my way out
Of lovely danger.

I feel Both
Joy and pain,
To express myself
Out in open .

You are the mighty Ranger
who could save me from all.
I read your words,
I return to them again.
Whenever I need solace.

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Once there was a king who ordered his 
Associates  to bring the best quote to him.
His counsel thought for days and brought 
A piece of locket which has a message.
The Minister requested the king to open 
The message only during tough times.

The king one day went on for a hunt.
There were group of bandits , waiting to attack.
Watching king pass by 
They felt they can attack the king and conqueror the kingdom.
Every one accompanied the king has lost their 
Lives saving him.
The king stared running away for his life 
He reached the mountain cliff and 
Opened the message to see 
" This too shall pass" 
He brought some courage and said to himself 
"This to shall pass".
He somehow climbed down the hill.
Bandits thought the kind jumped from the cliff 
After sometime king climbed the mountain and then went on to his kingdom and 
Conquerer the bandits occupancy.
He was welcomed by his people 
With a bunch of celebrations.
And he read again this quote 
"This too shall pass"

Good times
Bad times
Everything shall pass

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It's hard to find
The motivation I've looking all day.
It feels so demotivated to lose all the faith.
All my thoughts have occupied my mind Like a play.
I've been trying hard to let children play.
Tuning from one thing to another.
Though I feel lost,
Because I've consumed through all my pain
Who will let me down if not me and My thoughts.
Yet I look forward to another day.

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