With bone and muscles,
She knew pains flows through her veins,
With prick that once she afraid off,now it's a part to play.
Fear of blood that she have seen,
Loosing someone, and being helplessness,
Oh, God... Your multiple names she uttered, the strength she pulled up, and chewed her condition,So that the face looks pretty, cloths are bright, and her smile as what is pain?
Then they say, oh... It's nothing to worry... All is fine, good and bubbly like age of five!!!

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It was the music that played,
or the rain,the muddy road,
Or college gang arround
street stall eating vada-pav,
I travelled to our memories!
Days we laughed with heart,
and happy for being from heart!
Empty pockets, walked miles and miles with no time,
As our talks were unending!
we lived with,Heart and thrill,
Now living with no time,
For dreams or for melting talks,
Just as a zombie, finishing walks.
If never we had one friend in life,
Skull and bones were boxed,
With no memories that go,
ease the pain or gain back life,
We were long ago
burnt and gone!!

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By the half of this journey,
We learnt a bit and more to go!
the one who taught us,
Ruff and tuff being,
the one made us,
To laugh again and sing!
The knot from sacred heart,
No daily talk or sharing chart!!
Yet, the question if asked,
How are you, my dear friend?
The storm and strength,
Wins back wavelength!!!

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On this cost-cutting life,
Found few in this life,
Weaved thread as friend!
When joy swims,
They cares, so joy never ends!
When sadness clouds,
They pull up, before you end!
Happy Friendship Day 🎇

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Half I read, Half you said,
Let's craft a story to tell!
Sow the seed, plough the land ,
Oh where is the rain,
And smell of soil?

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It's sick to tell, you know...
If you know, it's experience!!

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Failure is another opportunity to learn more!!

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It goes on with flow!

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On flip of thoughts,
I arch to draw,
A smile of letting go!
A peace unfolds,
After a piece of poetry!!

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Everything dims with time,
Her Love goes on even after time!
Like a relief under the shadow of a leaf,
That stitches of clothes,
to wear your Pride,
Days of pains, fever and tasteless
She push you to be braveness,
You pour your heartbreak,
Her heart prayers for,your soul wake!
A name you gave to Her,
Is so little, for your life's architecture!

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