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Be The Man

To lean on, to be strong, by her side, wrong or right. To compliment her virtues, stepping into her shoes. Unheed the mistakes, when repairing is a secret. Respect is a must, just to gain her trust.   Be the man, she desires, add  spark to your fire. Sometimes if you pamper , all tantrums […]

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Wings To Swing

I give u wings, to fly, but not beyond the sky. Where darkness begins, You sink to combine. You’re lost. You are lost in the swart, You pretend to be smart.   It isn’t easy, my child ! Gotta know your limits. You have the wings, add feathers, Not to shed them in bad weather.

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EERIE

On the ground floor, I lay on the couch, when I heard a quiet shout. A scream in dream I felt. A voice of noise could discern. Frivolous it was.   I claimed ! The other four companions were afraid. It was ‘2’ at night. Sweaty in fright. Shending one another, Instead of uniting together.

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Drowning Village

It was dawn, after a heavy downpour, I stepped into the floor. What I felt was, wetty. My bulged eye, Witnessed the site, Not the very first time.   When Ganga bursts out in anger, it overflows to fill the vacuum. When everyone pleads for mercy, I look at my laminated photo, floating on water.

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The Plane Crash

She was ‘Eighteen’ then, on flight, had never been. Her first journey by plane, boarded on time ,at ‘Nine’. Domestic flight of Nepal, Owns a risk of travel, to fall. Capacity just ‘Seventy two’, along with the cabin crew. All set to fly, she closed her eyes. Chanting her God’s name, to reach safe. And

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My Old House

Painted in white , moonlight made it even more bright. The so called ‘Do talla’ mansion. You are right, the sight, dubbed as white house.   The tallest amongst the short. The most well known through out. Interior , was a big courtyard, the floor coloured in pale red. Sat my Grandma, in saree white,

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Food Lust

The path to genuine happiness, the ultimate pleasure, is to eat without measure. When you don’t follow the art, eating wittily with heart. When u gobble before drooling, the stuff be cheesy, assuming, or might me chocolaty, as well. You forget all the self promises made, and you are lost in the world of taste.

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