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The ones we've hurt,
don't build up walls.
They only hold up
mirrors to our faces,
and then
when we are forced
to accept
the reflection of ours
that caused them pain,
we turn our backs
to our own faults,
and blame them,
saying that they were the ones
who severed ties, by building walls.

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Once, I was your alter ego,
Now you have your own.

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"nobody understands."
"why do you even expect anyone to?"

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নিজের মতো পেয়েছি যাকে,ওলো আমার সই,
আজকে কেবল কয়েক কথা তোকে বরং কই।
হাসিটা তোর মনভোলানো,মায়ায় জড়িয়ে থাকে,
তোর কলমের প্রতিটা আঁচড় প্রতিবাদ পুষে রাখে।
হৃদয়ে নিজের জ্বালিয়েছিস হাজার আলোর দিয়া,
জন্মদিনে ভালো থাকিস,ভালোবাসা নিস 'হিয়া'।

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Sometimes
I 'm the cherry blossom
in fragrant spring air.

Sometimes
I 'm a vast sea shore
under the spotless summer sky.

Sometimes
I 'm the first dried maple leaf
marking autumn's arrival.

Sometimes
I 'm an ice goddess
walking with a winter heart.

I'm conflicting alter egos
rolled in one.
Honey, clichés were never my thing.

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I don't know whose alter ego I meet everyday.

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There is a lot to be gained by being focussed and moving in a fixed direction towards an established goal. Detours – an instant gratification – only bring misery and distract you from your supposed ‘path’.

They can however, also be healthy - serving to break the monotony of a routine existence. Indulging once in a while can have an uplifting effect on the mind. Who wouldn’t agree to that? The human mind or the heart for that matter is engineered to be vagabond – to act impulsively.

But the problem arises when detours themselves have child detours and you fall recursively for them too. It is like entering deep into a maze. You are then at the mercy of Chance – to try all permutations and combinations to get back to the ‘path’ is exhaustive and saps you.

Now, would you like an existence entrapped in a maze – trying to get to the ‘path’, or would you rather walk the trodden ‘path’ without any sense of adventure?

It seems like you don’t have much of a choice.

I don’t envy you.

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and when you go
looking for yourself

you go alone.

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When feeling lost,
I find meaning in the Whispers of my
alter-ego

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