“Tattered Fragments”

I just told him

I'm there for you whenever you need me...

But, I wanted to say actually,

Through the storms
To the winds of cold
In troughs to your crest
From the shackles of tiredness
Till the desert of disappointments
I aspire to see myself
Behind you
On the rainy days
To the extent of your smile
I want to be the shadow
With you.
Tears that slip down your cheeks
To the paths you find
Departing from each other
I want to the air
That blows around you
The scent of your mist
To blurred vision of the days
I want to be the light
That illuminates your path
But all I said was-
I'm there for you whenever you need me!

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“DROWNED IN THE OCEAN OF GRIEF ”

I'm tired of trying,
Hiding my tears,
From the world,
Behind the grin,
Waking up with bright sun,
Ending my day off,
With the dull moon,
Cascading a stain ,
On the plain black sky,
Erupting it's simplicity.
With no motivation to succeed,
In the backyard of my rotting framework.
With no motivation to live,
With no strength to breath,
From my collapsing lungs.
I tried enough,
To keep going,
I bleeded enough with the hope,
To heal someday,
I trembled with every step,
With the hope to feel a shadow,
Beside me oneday,
I sank into the ocean of my cries,
With the hope to,
Find a hand to reach me out.

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आज़माए वो जमाने को, गुजारे सभी अफ़साने को
वो फिर है लौटा मुझे अपना बनाने को,
ये कोशिश फिरसे, तू क्यूं कर रहा है ऐ-दिल
ना रहा था, ना हुआ था
फिर से तू रह जाएगा बीच राह मोहब्बत पाने को
तू फिर कोसेगा खुद को शिद्दत आदने को
वो फिर है लौटा मुझे अपना बनाने को।

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So before you curse the rose that pricked your finger, just remember; the flower never hid her barbs.

It was your haste to have her, before you truly saw her, that left a scar.

~Liz Fair

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Silence echoes through these empty halls,
a hollow home, where my heart now falls.
Aching streams of tears, endless and slow.
Thoughts that haunt me, everywhere I go.

The memories that we once shared,
now ghostly shadows that leave me scared.
Drifting further and further apart,
For, I wish I could stop the breaking of my heart.

The silence of nights feels too loud,
vibrating me with pain, leaving me too proud.
Pain lingers like an old, unsteady friend.
A never-ending heartache, that never bends.

In bitter moments, I call for you,
A voiceless cry for something new.
I want you back, with all my soul.
To fix what's broken, and make me whole.
For, I know this is a weak plea
and I do not wish for your sympathy to creep.

The sinews of my heart have slowly unwound.
As I look at our love, now hopelessly drowned.
So I hold onto the memory that we once knew,
hoping that one day, my heart can mend anew.
Even if it doesn't and remains how it is,
I will know it's for the best.

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That infectious energy,
Your contagious smile,
You bring to light the best in me,
Calling forth strengths
I never knew I had in me.
Beside you is when I burn my brightest,
In hindsight, you've helped me
reach my highest.

My closest companion,
My flower, my glowing dandelion.

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Crimson leaves dance on marble floors,
Lamenting the love that darkness adores.
Fountain pens carve tales on skin,
Binding the agony, letting it begin.
Raven-haired muses with ink-stained wrists,
Lost in the labyrinth where knowledge exists.

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"Paralysed Emotions"

And again the night has fallen,
I'm scared of going to sleep,
I overthink,
Until my eyes aren't covered,
With threads of tears ,
Forming a trail of emotions I bleeds,
A voice without shape in my head,
Screaming in the silence
I'm -
PARALYZED,
PETRIFIED,
PARANOID,
A lackadaisical ennui cracks up in my spine,
Chills around my body,
My veins clots in the iceberg of inexplicable humiliation,
GROANING,
CRANKING,
CEASING,
My mouth, tormenting a storyline,
Through the shredder to the extent
Of freezing my nerves
Running through out my body.

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कौन तुम्हारी सुनता होगा
जिससे तुम ये व्यथा कहो

श्री राम तुम्हारे शुभचिंतक हैं
उनसे तुम सारी कथा कहो

कौन जगत में हुआ है तेरा
कौन छोड़ कर जाएगा

हाथ पकड़ लो रघुननंदन का
ये जग तेरा हो जाएगा

जीवन भर यूँ ठोकर खाकर
मन को बस भरमाते हैं

कोई ना होता है जब अपना
श्री राम ही काम बनाते हैं ।

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As I dive through the pages
to write our story
I couldn't delve deeper
As I am lashed by the dreaded memories
I loved you and will do forever
as I did to no one else
I will always dream of us
and still, never be together in reality
the feeling, it just trails
I will always be lost in your smile
to get the space between your parted lips
I would fondly wait to kiss your bare chest
perhaps, in the afterlife
and to conjecture our own nest
I may be a mere passerby
in your life's fiction
words cannot be strewn together
to give meaning to my emotion
I will see you prosper, reach new heights
even though it means to lead me out of your sights
I will be the rarest word in the dictionary
you will barely acknowledge ever
my encyclopedia is sewn with your strings
without whom, the pages will be assembled never.

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