Composed of memories
Some dreary, some savory
Authored by destiny
Invariant for those
Who concede it as certainty
Endeavouring will make it
changeability

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In between reality and fantasy
Infancy being the best phase
Rejoicing the life
With all those imperfections
Just no one to condemn
And no one to felicitate
Being lost in one's own rhythm
In search of that dreamland
Where a fairy would come
And saturate all our wishes

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Let it fly gaily
In the fenceless heaven
To sustain the two heartbeats
With the melody of fascination
To attain endearment
And assent them to feel
The state of being in love
With each other

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It's always better
to be a written page
than a blank page
from a blank diary.

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काश वो दिन वापस आ पाते
बचपन में हम फिर से जा पाते
जहाँ मस्तियों से भरा हुआ
दोस्तों का साथ था
प्यार से भरा हुआ
माँ बाप का डांट था
गलतियां तब नादानी कहलाती थी
डांट और प्यार में अंतर नही दिखती थी
जहाँ टेंशन शब्द से कोई नाता नही था
सब कुछ बस प्यारा लगता था
जब बच्चे थे तब बड़े होने को दिल करता था
अकेले सब काम करने का जोश था
मगर तब हम सच्चाई से अनजान थे
दुनिया की असलियत से अनजान थे
तब हमें कहाँ पता था
बड़े हो जाने के इतने नुकसान हैं
सफलता से दूसरों को ईर्ष्या होती है
तथा असफलता से ताने मिलते है
काश हम फिर से बच्चे बन पाते
दुनिया में फिर से खुलकर जी पाते
काश हम बचपन मे फिर से जा पाते

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Friendship can't be explained
Can only be sensate
The only connection
Which is not by blood
But by the goodness of the heart
Concerned with love
And adorned with care
Where conciliation is supreme
And giving up is never the theme
Accept you as you are
Where commitment is not desired
And complaints are never depictured
The unbreakable bond
Which is so special
Reduce your pain
To the extreme extent
And double your happiness
Where your happiness end
A true friendship is really a blessing
Without it life is full of despondency

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Solitude beyond loneliness
To let you know
How engrossing you are
Reveling your own company
With no one all around
Just you
With your charming aptitude

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Yet more adventuring
Being amicable at one side
And contrary at the other
Tendering pleasure
With the impending stock of despair

Life is often doubtful
Yet we tend to rely on
It's beyond our perceive
But still we are forced to
Concede it with the prospect
Of oncoming glazing future

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Let's embrace
All our imperfections
And design a best
Out of these defects
Reconciling our fallacy
With the clarity
And intellectual sense
To refurnish ourselves
With a new perspective

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Of blissful love
When touches
The unbleached Earth
And affiliate two apart admirer
Charming nature celebrates
This beautiful magnificence
With pleased feeling of content
And welcomes
The seven colours of happiness
With sparkling rays of sunshine

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