This simple looking restaurant,
from the outside
was a special one, from the inside,
open to everyone,
lonely, pathetic, sorry or numb,
it doesn't matter if you were
homeless or penniless,
there was food for everyone,
the menu wasn't fancy,
but every mole of food,
felt sumptuous and tasty,
the place had a soul,
it was a shelter from the selfish world,
some called it
the 'cafeteria of christ'
Some called it 'the only place
where humanity still survived'
Resurrection, it's name,
An anonymous owner,
who no one seems know,
a mission on the board–
share love, share kindness,
rescue some lost souls.

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किस्मत को गुलाम बना...
जीत ले सारा जहां,
खुद में ज़रा ध्यान लगा...
खोया है तू कहां..!!

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The happiest moment for a writer is when your words resonates with someone else's soul and find a permanent place in their heart, which, until penned, were a part of yours.

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some,
of the afterbirth
of pregnant moon
that
borrows colours
from your eyes
before the day is born.

[Excerpt]

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To my soul food,

I'm not scared of getting hurt in love as much as I'm scared of ruining someone's idea of love.

(Read in caption)

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When we bond,
draw out the strings to our souls
to tie pretty little bows
with the others,
somewhere,
They entangle.

(Full poem in caption)

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#NaPoWriMo Day VI



Sanctum Sanctorum.

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Most people have
way too much on their plate.
Most of it are stones
and not grains.

So until they sort the stones out
from the grains,
they have to remain hungry.

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Not all people
Will stay with
You forever.

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अपनी ही मर्ज़ी का मालिक है मेरा दिल
कभी किसी की नहीं सुनता
हकीकत से इतना वाक़िफ़ है वो कम्बख़्त
मुफ्त में भी सपने नहीं बुनता

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