excitement of sunday and the tension of new monday

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What is your favourite colour?
I don't have a favourite colour, but you are my favourite colour, my love and it can't be disliked for the rest of life at any cost.

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Living in poetry is not less than a heaven rather than reading

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In the garden of flowers,
the smell of your absence is stronger than the fragrance.

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Vodka you added in my juice
to shatter me, & she saw the rock in me,
In a quiet cafe where dreams often brew,
She sat, young and vibrant, her heart askew.
He, a man of years, wisdom etched in his gaze,
Caught her eye, stirred her soul in a daze.

Her juice tainted with vodka, a desperate plea,
To break his walls and set her spirit free.
But as he sipped, he saw beyond her disguise,
A rock amidst waves, strength in her eyes.

With gentle words, he quelled her fervent flame,
Knowing their paths diverged, their love but a game.
Drained of hope, she faced the bitter truth,
Age's chasm is too wide for love's tender youth.

Yet in her heart, his memory would reside,
A lesson learnt in love's tumultuous tide.
For in their tale of age and one-sided affection,
She found strength in self, her own resurrection.

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A guy who is a warrior in reality is a liar,
with the promises of fake icing
and even likes up misogyny
There is a devil hidden smile
Last I saw his smile
Tears on call & silence overall

In the realm of shadows, a warrior turned deceit,
With words of honey, his lies discreet.
Promises adorned with false adorns,
In the depths of darkness, his heart forlorn.

Beneath his mask, a devil's grin,
Cloaked in charm, yet steeped in sin.
Last I saw, his smile did fade,
As tears of regret, his facade betrayed.

With tears as his witness, and silence his shroud,
His sins unforgiven, his secrets avowed.
Yet in the echoes of his deceitful call,
His downfall awaits, inevitable and tall.

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The stars who are so far,
did you leave your own place
to be the symbol of anyone's laugh?

I'm just a speck in the vast expanse,
A glimmer of light in the cosmic dance.
I left my home, my fiery birth,
To illuminate the darkness of Earth.

But do they know the pain I bear,
As I burn and flicker high up there?
They see my light, but not my strife,
As I blaze my way through the endless night.

So distant yet so near, I remain,
A beacon of hope, a celestial reign.
Though I may fade, my essence will last,
A reminder of the future, the present, the past.

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What is love??
When you are not the master of your own thoughts.

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tries to fill our hollowness of heart.

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that why am I trying to conquer the world when I've not conquered myself

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