The one where I confess..
Perhaps in another world,
My journey begins,
The day when I saw her first time,
My eyes were fixed on her, while she was busy working and my heart enshrined.
After enduring the scars of heartbreak for 5 years,
My heart found its rhythm,
The day I met her once again,
My soul felt complete with her as my perfect match.
She is the one I have always longed for,
She is the one I have always prayed for.
With pure intentions and a sincere heart,
I never hid my feelings just to seek her attention.
That was the moment I fell in love,
I wished for her to be mine at 11:11 with happiness and peace.
With words of wisdom,
Her character shines through in verses,
With meaningful expressions,
Her presence is like magical music.
Even though sometimes my 11:11 wishes didn't come true,
There is a hidden ache inside from one unfulfilled wish,
But I hold onto hope that maybe in another world,
She will be mine,
And with her by my side, I will be content with my own story.

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My manager said, When my manager
tomorrow canceled his leave.
I am on leave.

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A word of mine, which is not fine,
A word of divine, which eventually defines.
A hope of dope, in rappers of scope,
An illustrating post by canvassing
the adobe .
A feeling of mental peace', which internally fails to reach,
An angry unaltered optimal mindset, suddenly getting back from anger to indulge switch.
By clicking the mistakes of an image of someone,
There are always big little lies.

The word of mine that is not fine,
Transcends to divine, a truth that aligns.
A hope that shines, in rappers' rhymes,
Creating art in the adobe of our times.
A sense of ease, elusive as it seems,
Yet peace resides within, in our dreams.
From anger to calm, a shift so swift,
Finding clarity in the midst of the rift.
In a world of deceit, where truth hides,
We navigate through big little lies.

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Once upon a time,
Into the space of dawn,
A thought comes to mind,
What if? There is something to rewind.
An unaltered optimal performance
of mental peace' takes a place,
By letting down' the principal of internal consideration
makes a space.

A society where information is something to indulge in,
A stage where cryptic topics are something to fit in.
Nothing is set to fulfill the requirements,
Nothing is something to utter the sentiments.

In this world of perpetual motion,
Where thoughts and ideas collide,
And the search for meaning and purpose,
Is a never-ending ride.

But amidst the chaos and confusion,
There lies a glimmer of hope,
A chance to rewrite our story,
And discover a new way to cope.

So let us embrace the power of reflection,
And rewind to a time of peace,
Where the noise of the world fades away,
And our worries find release.

For in the silence of our minds,
We can find the clarity we seek,
And in the stillness of our hearts,
We can find the strength we need.

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Wishes...

A fleeting feeling of a restless spirit,
So the mind can take a moment for introspection.
A longing to embody values and principles,
A platform where dreams
manifest into genuine efforts.

A fleeting glimpse of a disconnected soul,
Drawing the mind into contemplation.
A desire to embody virtues and principles,
A stage where aspirations
transform into authentic efforts.

Wish...
A list of aspirations that we hold dear,
Guiding the unbiased pen to express.
A wish we were set, but destiny fulfills,
A wish we could prioritize our family,
A wish we strive to achieve our loved ones.

Hope...
A list of hopes that humanity appreciates,
Inspiring the impartial ink to flow.
A hope we sow, but fate brings us to realization,
A hope we cherish our loved ones,
A hope we work towards fulfilling the desires of those we love.

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In realms where dreams and whispers sway,
Where sunlight dances, night gives way,
There walks a maiden, grace untold,
In her, a story yet unfolds.

Aditi, a name like morning breath,
In her, the universe finds its depth.
A tapestry of stars adorns her gaze,
In her presence, time softly sways.

Born of dawn, of ethereal hue,
Her spirit is bright, her heart so true.
With each step, a melody rings,
In her, the universe sings.

She holds the secrets of the skies,
In her, the boundless cosmos lies.
With wings of hope,
she soars above,
A beacon of light, pure love.

In her eyes,
the constellations gleam,
In her touch, the galaxies teem.
Aditi, celestial and free,
A symphony of eternity.

In her embrace,
the world finds peace,
In her essence, all worries cease.
A goddess of grace, a celestial sight,
Aditi,eternal, in the realm of light.

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A swallowed soliloquy..

A stage set by the world for the principal and ethics of character,
A platform internally ready with enthusiastic dedicated factors.
Triumph of the thoughts extinct into the illustrated embodiment of an unaltered game,
Rejoice of an effort to indulge in the idioms of fame and name.
By clicking the terminology of internal consideration,
A swallowed soliloquy replenished an unaltered optimal performance of mental health.

The world has set the stage for the main principles and ethical character,
Internally prepared platform with enthusiastic and dedicated elements.
Triumph of ideas merging into a depicted representation of an untarnished game,
Celebration of the effort to engage in the realms of fame and reputation.
By embracing the internal reflection and contemplation,
A swallowed soliloquy nourished a healthy mental performance.

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Like A Sycophant!

An orientation of identity which
plays a card,
A management of dual face'
character which plays a
role of apart.
There has always been a mean character which shows the
principal of forge promises,
There has always been
an insignificant soul which
displays the principle of fake commitment.
For them, greediness is the terminology,
For them, Solicitation is the key ideology.

They don't have the
importance of someone's hardwork,
They don't have any
significance in someone's dedication,
Their own enticement is the
principal key of efforts and
importance for their own.— % &With an unaltered game of internal politics,
For creepy humanity there
has always been only one hero like a sycophant.

An orientation of identity
plays a part,
A duality in character
assuming different roles.
There has always been a deceitful character making false promises,
There has always been a
deceitful soul committing insincere acts.
For them, greed is the
defining trait,
For them, flattery is the guiding principle.

They do not value the hard work of others,
They do not respect someone's dedication,
Their own self-interest is their
primary concern.
Engaging in internal political games,
For those lacking integrity,
sycophancy is a common trait.— % &

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A secret..

There is a girl who is in my life,
There is a girl whom I see as my wife.
Although,
I didn't express my feelings,
A clear No which I am going to hear,
This is what I am here listening to do.

My feelings for her are completely pure,
My feelings for her are unwillingly solemn.
I never fake my deeds whenever she needs,
I never phish any moments for the sake of her attention.

But in my heart, I can't deny,
That she's the one who makes my spirits fly.
I keep my feelings hidden deep inside,
Afraid of rejection, fear of wounded pride.

But I'll cherish the moments we've shared,
And keep my love for her always prepared.
Maybe one day, I'll find the courage to confess,
And pray that my love for her she'll bless.

Until then, my secret love for her will remain,
A silent longing, a hidden flame.

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I drifted to sleep amongst the tulips..

Nowadays, the state of mind wrenches the soul,
A constant dual thought hitting the spirit.
The disturbing mind with an unhappy face,
Somewhere in the greedy world losing the race,
Nothing is permanent, it's just about to show-off the rage,
All in this, the soul needs space,
With the feeling of peace of mind,
I drifted to sleep amongst the tulips.

Each petal a soft caress against my skin,
The gentle whispers of the flowers lull me in.
I escape the noise of the outside world,
And find solace in this garden, unfurled.

The vibrant colors dance before my eyes,
A symphony of beauty, a soothing surprise.
The fragrance of the tulips, sweet and divine,
Fills my senses, a tranquil sign.

In this moment of peace, my troubles dissolve,
As I drift into dreams, problems resolve.
Amongst the tulips, I find serenity,
In the embrace of nature's purest beauty.

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