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Mom said, you are the strongest
I asked, is that what makes me the weakest
She said, you never listen to anyone
I asked, is that why I always care about everyone

She said you are the best
Well, is that why I get rejected?
She requested, be the nicest
And I get tagged as the worst

You know the pain of being someone
Who is wanted by everyone
But just can’t be with anyone.
Because prototypes are just made to be showed to everyone

You have been though a lot
You have made others suffer a lot
That makes you the worst of all
Because you end up worthless of all

Intangible Feelings

Give me a thousand words
I will wrap the world in it
Give me a fraction of an hour
I will sum up the life in it

Why is it then?
There is an urge to talk
Yet we cling on to something intangible
Which breaks the imaginary bond we share

We know both of us can’t be winners
You know I won’t let you be a loser
Yet you don’t accept my defeat
And encourage me to carry the fight with in

What is it that we fear?
Something that can never be achieved ever
We aim the same destination
Yet struggle deciding the path

Best of all is this tale
Unheard by none of us
The feelings I talk of
Do not even cease to exist
Yet something pinches me time and again
Which I can explain
If only time is forgiven.



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Sometimes you don’t need to liquor to get intoxicated
Words are enough
You don’t need sadness to cry
Realization is enough

When you get tired of expectations
Achievement is not enough
When you are used to hurdles
A plain simple road is not enough

You realize it’s never enough for peace
As you can’t full fill the dire needs
And as you contemplate more
Satisfactory is not enough

You set the bar so high
That you are never happy enough
You desire everything
Just that time is not enough

In the end you just realize
That enough is enough
If things don’t happen the way you want
You just scream away, it’s enough.



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As I glance into those crowed streets
Filled with happy faces
I look for a reflection of you
A you, reflected in the eyes of a true enthusiast

As I see them crossing hand in hand
I peek back
I look for a similarity
Which I wish to proclaim in the near vicinity

I live in a dream
A dream which vanishes as I sleep
I believe reality can only be achieved
When you and the world lies asleep

As I wake up to the dream
The fakeness in you dissolves my imagination
As I move back into the happy faces
Each day looking for a new reflections of yours

Have you ever walked up to a shop
Asking for a toffee of your choice
And never ever you get that
And walk back devastated

That joy with your choice
Can never be fulfilled by others opine
I never get jealous as I see those happy faces
As they can only be the reflection of my imagination, but not my emotion

Today as people ask me why I don’t give up
I tell you
I am never afraid of you turning me down
I am just concerned with me, not convincing you enough

Today as I walk back into the street
With the same imagination
I look for a new reflection
Which would seem to replace my realization
But nowhere do I see
Someone with unconditional love like me.


You know why I was living by a closed heart?
Because I have failed once;
Crushed down to defeat,
Wings cut down to push me to the core of isolation.

With love all around,
I wish I could change
Dare to open my heart
Dare to look for a change

But each time I end up in this dilemma
Should I be good and prepare to lose
Or should I change leaving things for the rest;
Being best just makes me every time the next

Today I did dare to to open my heart
Did try to welcome the change
But it did not take me long enough to understand
Life for me is much better with my heart enclosed by my hand.

A Tale


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I have always seen you there
Filling in a void which could have lasted forever
Even in the dreams, I would dream about you
And thoughts without you would be very few

The serenity of a crowded place
When abandoned in a sudden phase
Can be compared to a pain in me
The cure for which lies nowhere in reality

At times I do find you near
Diminishing my flickering fear
Catalyzing the emotions
And concreting relations

The vastness of the barren land
The aura of a dried wetland
A feeling which is as concurrent
Lies within my heart, which cries every moment

Experience the sensation I feel
The moment you come to the scene
Some things always remain beyond explanation
Just as your voice in a lovely conversation

It’s now the time for a realization
Transition to reality is something impossible
I would rather be someone sensible
And end this tale before the supreme destruction.


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