I wanted to be the pure one
with a mind sans any stain
or a wrinkle.
Then, one day,
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Doubt, fear and
insecurities of the mind are like cockroaches.
The moment you open the lid,
they will scurry and scamper out
...
Creeping, crawling, clumsy, caterpillar,
do never be sad or aching.
Let the world find you repulsive or revolting,
soon they will mend their ways,
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On a glowing sunny morning
in the after math
of a fresh bout of rain,
when the sunbeams fell like
...
When the falling rain
tiptoes on earth and
the drizzle cautiously
embraces the breeze and
...
A crack on earth’s chest
gaping open,
allowing the hot fumes of fury
surge up.
...
Without me the sky is lonely.
I loved him
I nurtured him
with my glow.
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I lie awake
counting the silence
that keeps dripping
in bits and pieces,
...
Doesn’t matter how much I try
a life would always remain a life,
full of weeping and sobbing
with the bumps
...
Sometimes,
in the night
you kindle a sun ray
with blazing bright hue
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