Poetry 159

I don’t want to be the painting of your life,But surely be the brightest color in it. I don’t want to be the epic of your life,But surely be the best chapter in it. I don’t want to be the song of your life,But surely be the best stanza in…

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Chapter 9

It was a long wait to finally be here just us amongst the waves washing shore. Nature has come at its best as well, sending its best sparkles and the moon perfectly visible and invisible. The stars seem to be winking for they are the witness to this special moment.…

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Poetry 158

When the eyes connected, dreams synced beyond day and night. When the lips connected, breathe exchanged infused freshness. When the fingers connected, life just got more secure. When the ears connected, every word and tune made sense mysteries solved. When the happiness connected, we danced to tunes and smiled beyond…

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Write Up 16

Once upon a time, there was a small stream which originated out of nowhere. The stream was happy to flow, direction didnt matter, depth and heights did not matter, even when it fell, it fell beautifully. So beautiful that people stopped by to watch it. Pebbles did not matter, rocks…

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Chapter 7

The serenity and calm I find everytime we come here is so soothing and never ending. Standing at the edges, besides you, behind you or lying besides has its own joy. A joy only I cherish being there with you, at that moment and beyond anyone’s imagination.  Standing beside you,…

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Poetry 153

Be it your heart or home,I will be the gatekeeper from intruders. Be it food for your thought or tummy,I will be the cook to ensure it stays yummy. Be it stealing your sleep or your charm,I will be the culprit and the conspirator. Be it the warmth to stir…

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Poetry 150

Phoenix rose above the ashes,Because burning down was never an option. Bird set out to build nest after the storm,Because giving up was never an option. Waves never stop touching shores all day,Because resting was not never option. River kept flowing through rocks and bushes,Because stopping was never an option.…

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Poetry 149

I do not have a kingdom to give you,But you truly are queen of my heart. I do not have a magic trick to give you,But you truly are my angel without wings. I do not have an endless night to give you,But you truly are the only dream every night.…

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Poetry 148

Like the last rain drop holding on to the leaf,Like the soothing last rays of sun before dark,Like the exciting seconds before moments of anticipation,Like the last petal on bud beating the breeze,Like an infant clinging on tight to the mother,Came a shower, only to drench me completely.Came an evening,…

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