No 'Khuda Ke Saamne' works without 'Khud Aa Ke Samne' .

You have to earn it.

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I was alone a disaster zone,

Like the light she came in my life,
Over was despair , I felt alive
Victory was made to all the strife,
Even made me enjoy,not just survive.

You brought sunshine that melted my snow,
Opened the doors I didn't even know,
Unified my soul,made it shine,
'-Now read the first letter of every line'.

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You say nothing's scarier than demons
That come along when it is dark.
For when there is so less to see
How can one know how bad they are?
But isn't that enough solace in itself
Also if they're on the hunt.
As they'll not be able to spot you
Even when you stood in front.
Because though this sounds haunting
The truth leaves us more stunned.
That not all of them wear masks
Or are afraid of the sun.
You see when it is shining everywhere
It is far more difficult to hide.
And what are you even supposed to do
Of the ones who aren't afraid of light.

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Here we are without something
Finding ourselves for a cause.
And we've switched on every light
We've ever come across.
Still we've found nothing
Except belief that we'll do.
And a million more people
Who are on the look out too.
But maybe our deepest secrets
Are the ones we keep within.
And they will never be found
With the light that falls on our skin.
Sometimes the only thing that stays
Are those stuck to our feet.
So years till we finally notice
Our shadows, right beneath.

Anonymous ©

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Buy a book,
Smell it once and you'll fall in love with it.
Now, borrow a book
From someone, or from library
Smell it too.
Can you feel the difference?
Flip its pages.
You may find stains of teardrops on some
And somewhere few lines would be highlighted because it hit the former reader in a way you will never be able to know.
And some are with folded corners,
Maybe the reader wanted to go back to the page.

And now that you have completed the book,
You know the story.
Or stories?

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We're not here to live on
Continue our journey till the end
That the only way ours will matter
Is the exact way it's spent.
Because I remember growing one plant
In the cracks along the ground
And I promised to keep track
The day I left that town.
But the last time I visited
I confess I was shocked.
How in that very place
A dozen more has popped.
So I went up to the market spot
I'd plant the first one to grow.
And my heart sunk a little
To realise it wasn't there anymore.
Maybe each journey is stretching
And two might tie a knot.
So a sign we've lived always survives
Even when we may not.

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Your dampened cheeks seem a blur
A tribute to all your dreams.
Just enough space between each curve
To figure out what it means.
And there I see a wrinkled smile
Flashing across your face.
As if for one special moment
Every cut falls into place.
I hear your muscles screaming freed
Each time they gasp for air.
And the way your sentences are strung
From the ink stored in your hair.
I notice the Earth thrum and dance
Each time you blush at the sky.
To understand that the pen
Isn't the only way we all write.

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You can look at any sea
Its edges or the very core.
But you'll hear no hint
That something is sinking to its floor.
For drowning is very silent
It is hard to spot from the ground.
And we can feel everything's fine
When they disappear without a sound.
As we do not understand this
The truth of what is going on.
So not until we sense a difference
Do we realise that it's gone.
It is almost like holding nothing
And feeling it has slipped.
To find no sign that it had not sunk
But neither that it did.

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I knew her like the sun
With a size so huge and wide
She was always glowing
With fire raging all inside.
But she had heard the tales
And believed them to be true
So she learned to disappear at times
To hide behind the moon.
For the people here on earth
Had hated how she'd grown
They forced her into believing
Something so utterly wrong.
She never got a chance to think
But if she does, she'll understand
How she isn't small just because
They can hide her with their hands.

Anonymous©

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Do we stand below rain
As a sign that we've lost?
That a standing ovation to the sky
Is the only hint that we've fought?

Or are we there for a different reason
One we still haven't found?
How even when we're covered by it
We simply do not drown?

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