The beauty of silence is,
When there are no mistakes
The beauty of silence is,
When there is no time to hate
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A night with silence,
A bed with bucks
A story, which kept
In a flagon of luck
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Man with gears fill with tears.
Clinging onto a bolt, fix to a nut.
Droplets of oil reminisce of tears.
Patting of rains reminds of pain.
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The beauty of a woman
Is not in the clothes she wears
The figure she carries
Or the way she combs her hair.
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November rain
I'm in pain
November came
Completes with blame
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The road is narrow,
My journey, shallow
My heart felt sorrow,
I'm clad in yellow
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There's a time we do remember
When the month was on December
It was cold, never been told
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Willing to move heaven & earth
Coming into existence of love
Sailing to a land without sail
With the scars that shall not be seen
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I glide a razor clean of flowers,
With all emotions & powers.
I glide a razor clean of memories,
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