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Poetic mind

She
She is the language that people cannot speak
For she is silence
She
She is no more a paper heart that so easily burns
For she is an emotion
She
She is no longer a stranger
For she has found a home in herself
She
She is an idea of newborn life
For she tastes bittersweet
And to tell you the truth
She
She doesn’t look for comforts
For she find kinship in scars
Maybe because
She
She knows the face of harsh reality
That without the dark sky
we wouldn’t even look for stars…

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Poetic Mind

This is a little scary
Because I am trying to stick to my own story
And since, you and I
we have met often
And we think we have known each other for long enough
I will take this liberty
To say you sorry
For the moments you missed
the love you lost
The crush which remained a crush
And most importantly for
All those things
Of which,I assured you
That we need light to see
Perhaps I was the only fire
That burnt you down
But today
I want you to be a Firefly
And believe in hope
Perhaps today,
I once more want to assure you
That your existence is you!

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Poetic mind

To the strangers we often meet
And make eye contact
And the very moment of that infectious smile
To the heart warming laughter we share
We dont need to hear their story
To the learn the music their heart is currently playing
So,
Listen
Listen to its symphony
Sing that melody
Coz that unheard voice might take you to voids
There words will move to inspire
And their silence will take you to love
You often meet that stranger
In front of a mirror
Or in an entirely different person
Go on
See that spark in those eyes
And than come back , meet yourself with different eyes!

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Logic or emotion

I dont know why
And i do not know how
But i do stumble upon questions
Questions that floats around
And Maybe because they believe
I am nomad
They come on my way
to meet me
so that i can behold them
And carry them around
Not like a baggage
But like a part
Part of my memory
And part of the very existence of “me”
And it tickles
Tickles my mind
To think thoughtlessly
That its a choice
And i ought to chose one
Okay, I do have a preference
But mine is a little different
It’s Neither Logic nor emotion
Coz my heart believes
There is no logic without an emotion
And maybe that’s why these questions have become more and more like a ghost
Inside me
And like this I keep them alive
Until I stumble again!!!

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Poetic mind

I was looking at sky
And Clouds appeared to me as my dreams
I wanted to catch them all
I even tried to jump and catch the floating one
So that i could hold on to them for a time little longer and fill up my pockets to take a tiny little part of them
And now i am sitting in my room
Eyes full of reverie…

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Poetic Mind

Me kaise tujhe khudse juda karu
Me tera hi tu ek hissa hu
Jo bhuli bisri nagme hai
Shayad unhi se buna hua ek kissa hu
Jajbaaton ka mela hai yaha
Me ankahe lafzo sa saccha hu
Tu rang de fir ek bar mujhe
Me gili mitti sa kaccha hu…