Mehak Chawla

the world is full of transience and fakeness and so the people are,
no matter what i think and just matter who they are..
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if god does not differentiate then why do people do?
god has given everything which people require..
but still people are busy in bitching about everyone,
and some are spoiling other's life like a fire..
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She desires to touch the snow with her hand,
Rolling and cuddling in the hotty sand..

To feel the butterflies from her eyes,
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I watched a little damsel scuttling towards a toddler
With longing desires and unfulfilled wishes in her eyes
Obscuring from the human kind
She was tying the knot of the memories of her childhood
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Cruel people have spoiled her by toiling and moiling
Caged her soul and threw her body
Trespassers watch her and quote comments
Some say harsh and some say mad
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Love is the name of trust,
Emotions and feelings are a part of this crust.
Some people think it is a source of lust,
For them I will suggest
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I am a sin
and not your kin,
Hate me like a story
In me there is no glory,
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What the life has turned out today
I used to stand still but now I lay,
I hate myself with the growing time
As if I have done numerous crimes,
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Please don't love me at all
I'm a wicked witch not your doll
I'm the reason for the waterfall in your eyes
You tell her the truth may be your daughter lies
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Nobody was there when a child fell
what was going in her mind she can't even tell,
The emotional pain was less that the time caused physical pain
No cycle, no bus rather she slipped off from a train,
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My mind is going out of the blues
Every color has become just hues,
I wanna lie down on my bed for long
Waiting for the deep sleep to sing a song,
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I want to merge within the ocean
Going deeper and deeper with no confusion,
There would be a hidden treasure of knowledge inside
Or may be the pearl of divine pride,
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The last night I was not able to sleep as well
Nightmares surrounded me like hell,
In them I see myself falling
Sometimes from mountains, sometimes from river stream
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Voice of my tears that no one can hear..
Or just don't want to hear..

But they really have a voice..
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Waking with the rising sun,
She will pour the love on ur lips to make your mornings glimmery..

Walking with you in your ups and downs,
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Longing for a whippersnapper who will hold her hand,
To overshine da soul with his magic wand..

Widening her smile like a longsome sky,
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Anger, reaching the boiling point,
Emerging the other side of a coin..

Burning her cheeks and eyes,
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