"She died because of you"

"No" Rahul woke up from a nightmare beads of perspiration visible on his head.

His fear had taken her life and from that day the nights haunted him.

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"I woke up dead"
"What"
Rahul vanished before his friend's eye.

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Maybe to dreamland where the people really relish their heart's innermost desires- beautiful and dark at once.

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He committed suicide
Postmortem showed
Society killed him
Hidden

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Maybe the next generation wouldn't have been alive to see the world.

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Cause my life is indebted
To a stranger who helped me

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When I realized that you can't idoloze humans anymore.

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The poet describes her beauty. Her wild naked self is exposed to hundreds day dreamers at once.

But only the poet touches her with his poems and imagination. Her wraps are unfolded by him. He slowly kisses her head and marks her with his pen.

The shyness slowly recedes as them the poet and the moon share intimate love through out the night.

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कि तुम मोहब्बत नहीं ढूंढ रही हो,
कि तुम किसी और की हो,
तो शायद बात दोस्ती से आगे बढ़ती ही नहीं,
अब क्या फायदा अब तो दिल टूट चुका है

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सच को सबूत की जरूरत नहीं होती
वह तो खुद में एक आयाम होता है
शीशा तोड़ देने से प्रतिबिंब नहीं बिखरता
टूटे हुए हर टुकड़े में उसका निशान होता है

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