In a world full of colors, where choices abound,
Comes a question so simple, yet so profound.
"What's your favorite?" they ask with a smile,
But for me, it's been a long, uncertain mile.

In love's stormy sea, where trust often wanes,
I wandered lost, with no color to claim.
Then she piped up, her eyes shining bright,
"Blue!" she exclaimed, as if catching a kite.

No favorite had I, no color to tout,
But her guess sparked something, without a doubt.
Now blue's everywhere, in each new day's light,
In her giggle, her hug, it feels just right.

So here's the truth, in this little rhyme,
Blue's become special, with her by my side.
In her presence, in each loving embrace,
Blue's the color, that finds its place.

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Seeing you brings memories near,
Want to share my life, make it clear.

Past and present, intertwined,
With you, every moment's defined.

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मेरी मोहब्बत को चाय नहीं है पसंद,
कहते हैं उनको, मेरी मोहब्बत नहीं है पसंद।

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मेरी मोहब्बत को चाय नहीं है पसंद,
कहते हैं उनको, मेरी मोहब्बत नहीं है पसंद।

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Once again, your presence in my thoughts,
No photos to deceive, no love in knots.

No panic, no jest, just a quiet admission,
A laughter shared in this heart's rendition.

Another soul, believed to be unlike you,
Left, a mirror of echoes, just like you.

Trust unraveled, a fragile thread,
Why place others first, and leave myself misled?

Emotions spilled like an open book,
Lesson learned, with a lingering look.

Why love again, a question profound,
Echoes of past affections, a haunting sound.

You, somewhere in the cosmic dance,
Witnessing my heart's awkward romance.

Even those who disliked, now follow the cue,
Leaving me tangled, love's residue.

What to do now, with this echoing refrain,
As memories of you resurface again.

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In the early morning coming out from night's embrace,
I glimpsed the sun's ascent
painting the sky's space.
Horizon was kissed with hues of tranquil blue.
As the sun emerged, the sight was so new.

Yet I hesitated,
as words were unspoken,
Fearing from anxiety's grip
the heart was taking a sip.
Beginner's luck or fate's cruel jest?
Victim or adventurer?
Your love was always my eternal quest.
Yet your touch held answers,
As you were so ready to get relieve.

Like a desert too wants to bloom
My heart found hope for the story to unfold.
Sending kisses through the whispered breeze,
Tracing your face, feeling so at ease.

And as the air whispered secrets in flight,
It carried the truth ....the proof of my plight.
Alive in your presence setting my emotions free.
A sunrise of love was forever to be.

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In the early morning coming out from night's embrace,
I glimpsed the sun's ascent
painting the sky's space.
Horizon was kissed with hues of tranquil blue.
As the sun emerged, the sight was so new.

Yet I hesitated,
as words were unspoken,
Fearing from anxiety's grip
the heart was taking a sip.
Beginner's luck or fate's cruel jest?
Victim or adventurer?
Your love was always my eternal quest.
Yet your touch held answers,
As you were so ready to get relieve.

Like a desert too wants to bloom
My heart found hope for the story to unfold.
Sending kisses through the whispered breeze,
Tracing your face, feeling so at ease.

And as the air whispered secrets in flight,
It carried the truth ....the proof of my plight.
Alive in your presence setting my emotions free.
A sunrise of love was forever to be.

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A gun would be too violent.
A knife would be too evident.....

But how could you ever choose me as your weakest witness.......?

I have often heard a dead heart screaming loud.

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Over the time,
airport goodbyes started haunting me.
Yes, it's been a long meeting you.

Maybe I have already dealt with that loss.
But your distance still gives me chills.

A reunion will not be a good option
What if I again started dropping you?

I was very fascinated to read,
the distance you created yourself gives you pleasure
But see the irony in this case....
Both are extremely rare.

Sometimes I block the ways
Can't you just make a new one for me?

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These silver anklets of yours,
I wonder why not gold!

Maybe a gold over another.
Doesn't make a good contrast.

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