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July 17, 2019
 

         A gift
It's happy to receive a love by you
Called as gift
The scarf colour, the print on it, it's texture
It doesn't reminde  me of you more but rather it defines me, you choosing it of thinking about me or just a  random pick
Even if we might loose the contact that scarf won't reminde  me of you, but  all of me in it
Like a back summary of a story ;

200TH SKYLARK CHALLENGE
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October 24, 2018
 

There is loneliness and now I have two ways to go from being lonely  to being alone, as they both walk with me in shadows......

WHITE CLOCK
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October 19, 2018
 

                # Photochallenge
Waiting for you was becoming inevitable with the  thin  line  between desire and hope
There was clear cascading silence that you will come, as the tick Tock moved faster all I found was the blury vision
I still wait  on that bridge rebooting myself with the same hope and desire
And our perfect ending in black and white.

WHITE CLOCK
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October 13, 2018
 

After every drop of tear there was a clear vision of hope and destiny

WHITE CLOCK
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October 6, 2018
 

He said, " It was line that seperated  the real and imaginary understanding
The backward step of unknowing knowledge and forward step of knowing it
It last about the infinity of mistakes and hearing the own sound  of grief  and  then into emphathy, that bit by bit end up in state of transquility ”.

THE EDISON BULB
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September 28, 2018
 

I started to hold you in my eyes like a  colourful picture that's so bright
I walked all my way in black leaving footprints behind
And further looked at n those colourful lights that made you hold up in my eyes
But you painted my world  into black and white, leaving a tape of constant rewind

HELLO AUTUMN
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September 23, 2018
 

Today let me read you out my book, book that is never written nor reveald
Pages are colourful that only have dark shadows leaving it's footprint behind in black and white and reaching and reading out loud the story of grey and it's shades

BE KIND
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July 5, 2018
 

Walking down the street
He said, ‘ mystery of life lie in loving the idea of love understanding
It was quite chaos in my mind back to home on a mysteriez thoughts ride, what if I became the same
What if I fell in the idea of love
Chocolates, flowers, dates,  movies, anniversary, betrayal, wishing on A Star etc
I never like the worldly idea of love
It's the depiciate truth that devil whore in dedication of idea of world so called 'love'
It's hard to get that space of thoughts of this love, my mind was all in chaos like he all jumbled up the concept of love in my mind maybe It was the attraction and affection that pulled my puzzle pieces of it
But it was fixed with the darkness on road, ...

4th of july
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June 19, 2018
 

I am not loosing you
I am just loosing this time
Each second, every corner of this world
I am on  a new journey, travelling with you
Feeling those feels that I wouldn't do with others
Yes I am loosing this time
' cause you are always on my mind
You are my daydream and loosing you is my nightmare

MAJOR STEPHEN REICH
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June 17, 2018
 

He said, “ giving space and after letting that space defies same emotion of two souls,  The only common ground that finds is beings lost in  understanding and enclosing the wound of pain of each other, it dosent defies that two souls are one but it defies the one of loosing it soul and handing it with trust to others, Even though we may break that.
Letting space or after letting it, the one that keeps connected is the trust of loosing oneself again and again ”

HAPPY FATHERS DAY!
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May 29, 2018
 

Skylark challenge #140

Where did it start from,
I stood there like a strong pillar,
Having nothing but a truth of words and a heart that's caged up in love
Where did it start from
Communicating in silence was the answer
To understand the readiness of eyes that was robed with thorns of nightmares
Only the coldness of the blue hour has given up back
And patience to hear my silence
But where did it start from,
As I still stand for the same question in catatonic  hopes lying above this light
Where did it all start from...........

WRITE YOUR OWN STORY
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May 4, 2018
 

Try the same way,  as I did
Fly through the same sky, as I did
Take a chance and let your little lose in my dark
I may never show you the way
But I may try to get you fit in my dark
Where white and black may be just a colour to say
But actually you may feel the beyoundness of your own colour grey
Where you walk through the way but with your vision of ray

WRITE YOUR OWN STORY
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October 17, 2017
 

The only way I can find myself
Is through never ending roads

DICTIONARY DAY
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November 14, 2017
 

I try to fly
But it ain't high
See the speed passing like a hurricane

I LOVE WRITING DAY
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December 8, 2017
 

I have time
I fear to survive as I fear me,  my demons,  my innocence  
This light is in mask of demons and dark is all over me
I tried , or I say I fear to take a step

HUMAN RIGHTS DAY
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November 17, 2017
 

Sky  is full  red
The heart is dwelling
Is this my last time to see the sun set
Up on the hill will you come
After life I am still waiting in this red sky

NOVEL WRITING MONTH
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November 25, 2017
 

Live a life
The twirls in hair said a lot
The strands that turn grey are now getting stronger defining it's journey of life

POETRY BOOKS
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September 1, 2017
 

Aren't they all same
These hands inclined togther with double power
All is just for greed that i am joining it together
But for the same return
What should i give you back
The love must be same but incling hands together i share my love but not for repay but only for love

BARBARA BARTKIEWICZ
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August 8, 2017
 

Na kisi dil ki preet thi
Na kisi gayak ki woh geet thi
Na woh kisi kavi ki shabh thi
Thi toh woh hum sab jaisi
Dekhti woh sab thi raat saware sham
Duniya ki wahi reet thi
Par phir bhi usame kuch aisa tha
Jo maan ko bhata tha
Woh uski har saware muskar zindagi ko galane lagane ki preet thi

GERALD R. FORD
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December 25, 2017
 

Take my hand  and twist them
Beat me till my voice is choke in my throat
Punish me to the level of infinity that I feel the pain in my numbness and I don't even die
Bite me on my lips and burn it like a hell fire  that just can't speak up the good  to
Punish me because you loved me and I just ruined it with my ego and selfish nature

CHRISTMAS ICON
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December 22, 2017
 

The  half  way  is  always  seen  as  sad  and dark revealing  it's  inner soul even though  it wear the happy  ending
I wanna feel the same torture and murdered inside daily
Because I deserve it...........................................

CHRISTMAS ICON
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November 10, 2017
 

The  thing is that heart is never broken
Your first love never die it is just that you can't move your heart because you moved it in your first love Tune
You just can't catch up with the beat now as he/she left
Your heart is never broken,  your heart beat is messed up

ORIGINAL
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December 25, 2017
 

Catch it tight  till I don't leave the grip of your hand
Because loving you is like catching the grip and leaving it I  leaving my self to again fall in love with you

CHRISTMAS ICON
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April 1, 2018
 

I am turning worst day by day. It's so bad that I imagine myself in a hope of being that would never be a reality.
It's all just illuminated vision that only I can see..........

DAY OF TRUTH
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February 15, 2018
 

Haven't you seen the last sunset in my eyes with those freezing rain
I last lift my hands and pray for some guidance as the disease is the last cure. For my void time and last breath alone , life is still like a water but I still hope I get the cure in my sleep of pain  
So when I close my eyes I could feel you like when I first opened my eyes and heart to this world

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY
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January 29, 2018
Mumbai, India

It takes time, to heal
but last time breathing a life is always tough
As to  heal with delusional life that you made with your own self

POETRY BOOKS
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November 18, 2017
 

Nothing = something we don't know and it's a void space that we just get locked up for some time to know more better,  but it's a trap,  it's addictive like marijuana and we often go there without realising it.

NOVEL WRITING MONTH
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December 29, 2017
 

Last call was not the end
But last conversation was

CHRISTMAS ICON
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October 29, 2017
 

You wake me up as I was never awake
You break me down as I was unbreakable
You just want me to fill up and again pour me out all that is in me
But this time I am the illest one who knows but still wanna be  unknown to everything
Exactly ' This Time ’

ORIGINAL
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