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Wounds that never heal…

Some wounds never heal,
You got to amputate the limb.

But what if the wound,
Lies in a place,
That you can’t just cut away,
Like your heart or your brain
And they continue hurting
With every breath you take.

People really don’t wanna die.
It’s just living with such agony
That’s hard to take..

When you are in torture
Every second of the day,
Death is nothing but
A way to stop the pain…

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Things Left Unsaid

My head is full of things to be said,

Words and words that remained unsaid.

Getting suffocated inside these walls,

Set up around me by an unseen force.


The Past is gone and is dead

But my memories are still intact,

Surrounding me from all the sides,

Screaming at me for being weak of mind.


Just like everybody I crave for one chance,

To go back in time to undo my regrets.

Regret of saying wrong things at the worst time,

Regret of leaving important things unsaid.


Now I want to sing my heart out,

Dance in the rain till I’m burned out.

Anything, any way I could express it to thee

Things that were left unspoken by me.





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Just Breathing

Breathing in and Breathing out,
That’s all my life is about.
Nothing to live for, nothing to die.
Getting sick of my monotonous life.

Breathing out and breathing in,
Feeling like a silent scream.
Need a release, I need to fly.
Need to spark my little life.

Picture of my life is all gray,
Need to fill in the colors today.
Looking out for an inspiration
To light my life and make it worth.

Where shall I find it I ask thee?
Hidden away, it seems, far from my reach,
Like somebody has stolen
The life from my being.

Now I’m just breathing in and breathing out
And Waiting for the dawn to breakout.

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What can you do when you can’t do anything

What can you do when you can’t do anything?

When you feel that your hands are tied

And not doing anything is killing you from the inside.

What can you do when you can’t do anything?

When you want to help someone,

Someone about whom you care,

But they are simply pushing you far far away.

“No!” they say ” you don’t understand”

Why will I not if only they’ll tell?

But I respect their wishes and

Vanish from their sight,

Hiding away the pain inflicted by their miseries.

Why do they consider themselves solitary in their grief?

Hasn’t the world already provided us with enough experiences of sufferings.

How can they consider themselves different from me?

When our lives have already been woven into a single thread of being.

What can you do when you can’t do anything?

Sit back and suffer the endless despair with them

Or force down their walls of privacy n endanger your relation

I guess there might be a third option to leave them on their own

But neither I am that selfless nor Nobel enough to do so…


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It is not untrue when they say
that the old is gold.
Once there was an era
When emotions that were felt
were sincere and heartfelt;
Feelings were special
And full of passion.

The art of speaking with eyes,
Lost under the screens of gadgets
(obscuring our view-
hiding away our real faces).
Alas! I won’t learn
In the present era of modernisation.

That waiting for letters
And whorls of emotions
And the excitement of finally receiving
The letter of the beloved.
Alas! I won’t feel
In the present era of modernisation.

The gentle courting of a lady
Is lost with the chivalry of man.
Unfortunately, dating is now
ruled by expertise in online texting.

The sweet torment of separation
For nights from the beloved,
Is taken away by dry texting.
Alas! It has uncoupled
passion from affection.

Difference between love and lust
lies forgotten.
Ego and self-respect are at war
every second.
There was once an era
where fakeness had no place.
It was an era when
Real feelings prevailed.

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Stronger Than Love

The only time when our souls seem
Is the moment when you and I are
So I know it in my heart
That it is true,
The love of my life is you.

And In another world, in another life,
I would be yours and you mine.

But It can’t be reality,
Even though my heart is breaking
With the pain
of being separated.

Because it’s not just about being with you,
It’s about being born Into a religion
that separates me from you.

Bound by the chains
that our ancestors have put up,
It’s the only way to preserve
Our families’ honour.

By sacrificing the love
That we feel for each other.
By sacrificing the future
That we envisioned together.

If only God had kept in mind,
While assigning souls to mankind,
To put the soulmates in one religion.
So that nothing could separate
one from the other.

Isn’t He the one who made love and humans?
Isn’t He the one responsible for entire universe?
How could He commit such a blunder
And separate those who can’t survive
Without one another.

Or may be it’s not His mistake.
Why? He never asked to divide the faiths.
Religion was created by mankind
To achieve harmony with the God Divine.

Ironic isn’t it?
That the creation of God,
Love, which is supposed to conquer all,
The natural cause of life on earth,
Is vanquished to dust
By the dividing forces of religion,
The creation of all powerful humans.

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A sweet lil girl she was
With rosy lips and large eyes.
Her being seemed surrounded with
Goodness of rare kind.

Anyone who beheld her
would instantly fall in love with her.
Her voice seemed like melody
To every person who heard her.

Alas!The fateful night arrived.
Her Birthday! When she turned nine.

Everyone seemed desperate
To gain her attention.
Showering her innocent beauty
With presents of every nature.

Her favourite present that came to be
Was a little cat whom she named Kitty.

She played with her little Kitty
While everyone left the party.
Her parents went to see off
When Kitty ran out the back-door.

Little Rosy also ran
For she didn’t want to
Loose her present.

Kitty ran into a dark alley,
Rosy followed but slipped on her way.
As she got up, she lost sight of kitty
Instead she saw a hideous being.

Rosy knew nothing of evil.
She innocently asked
“Have you seen my kitten?”

Devil couldn’t behold such beauty,
He couldn’t stand the melody…
All he did was destroy.
All he wanted was to destroy.

He caught Rosy by the throat,
Tore apart the dress that she wore.
He made sure she regretted her being.
Rosy cried and screamed
And Screamed and pleaded.

Her pleas fell on unrelenting ears.
He scorched her innocent soul,
He destroyed the beauty that she was,
He left nothing but a quivering Shell.

Its been 10 years…
She still is nothing but a shell.