Memories are like wine,
to intoxicate the present,
and forget the future.
Memories are like wine,
to intoxicate the present,
and forget the future.
A lie with a smile
camouflaging the sin
penetrates a delicate
heart to detonate it to
million pieces killing
a love that was fancied
long with a purity that
was divine…
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The moments of temporary bliss
I get when I encompass myself
into the blanket of dreams
armouring me from the cruel
realities questioning the core
of my beliefs sometimes triggers
the perseverance of my soul to
fight harder………
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If not the moon
let me be the light,
to light the minds
of the darkened souls.
If not the flower
let me be the fragrance,
to spread the sweetness
to the bitter hearts.
If not the pen
let me be the words,
to ignite hope
to despaired thoughts.
If not the rain
let me be the drops,
to quench the thirst
of the devasted minds.
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As the voice in the silence,
The stillness in the tempest,
The dream in the darkness,
The purpose of every breath,
The point of all presumptions,
The smile behind the tears,
The joy after every cry,
You engulf me full to leave
your traces in every of my deeds……..