Dear Mom,
The time isn't waiting for me
Neither did you do

I feel sometimes that you are fading away
And then in that one moment
My mind gets filled with the memories of you

I have tumbled upon the roads that I walked alone
But I know the power that didn't let me get hurt was you

I am still learning to muster up the courage
Courage, to be on my own

At the places where nobody holds my hand
To save me from falling
In this World without your support

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It's there...

Behind that perfect smile, the hint of emptiness is there

After every success, a feeling of missing something is there

Flying high in the sky the mind still wonders how would I look from the land

The Heart yet always remains filled with the despair

In the Daylight, We wish not to be seen

In the Night, forlornness is there...

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You don't say it out loud but it hurts doesn't it?

Watching people walk past you, when you are unable to move even a bit on your own

When the world is changing constantly and you are stuck
because you cannot accept the changes

When you have this desire to shout your heart out
but you know your words cannot be heard

That feeling of numbness in your heart
when the people around you are laughing
and you stand still thinking where did it all go wrong?

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To L I V E

Is for E V I L

That's why good people die early

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If the World was black and white

People would have been taught
to feel and not just to see

Humans would have been bounded by the feelings
Not by the colors of the beings and things

Word like Rainbow would have never existed
We all would have remained pristine

But we live in the colorful World of desires

Ignorant to the fact that all this is nothing
but a distorted dream

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Emotions are opposite of seasons

In the coldest of winter your inner self is warm and vulnerable

In the summers you are cold and indestructible

In the Autumn when the trees shed their leaves
But we humans dwell on the memories

The Rains nurture the seeds
And we remain stuck with the olden deeds

Is it just me ?

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Early birds knew how to start a new everyday

Night Owls have always been occupied...
in getting through the remnants of the day


सवेरे जागने वालो के हिस्से में नई शुरुवात आई
रातों को जागने वालों ने हमेशा अंत ही देखा है

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रोने में हर्ज नहीं अगर मोहब्बत दोनो ओर से बराबर हो
दर्द सिर्फ तब ज्यादा देती है जब अधूरी रह जाती है

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It has to end someday, Isn't it?

The sleepless Nights
And oversleeping during days

The wars we fight all the time in our heads

The hyper independence,
The stubborness to remain unchanged

The hidden fear of unknown crowd,
Feeling self consious while meeting a known face

The urge to end it all on your own
Or the wait for it to end itself

The feeling of suffocation when asked...
to take the next step

It all has to end someday, Isn't it?

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वक़्त दौड़ रहा है अपनी रफ़्तार से
तो क्या मेरा भी वक़्त के साथ चलना ज़रूरी है ?

दो पल रुक कर सांस लेने की ख्वाहिश है अगर
तो क्या ये थमी हुई ज़िंदगी अधूरी है ?

दोराहे सामने जो आ पड़े हैं
इनमें से एक मेरी मंज़िल हो ज़रूरी तो नहीं

की तीसरा रास्ता चुन ना सकू ऐसी भी क्या मजबूरी है

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