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mokshadayini · 10 days
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I am a mother who sees her younger self in every kid she decides to adopt.
I'm just a child who needs her mother.
I want so much space, yet I just want someone to smother me.
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mokshadayini · 1 month
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When.
When can my heart rest?
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mokshadayini · 1 month
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What do they call it when you go from desperately waiting for the night to dreading it as much as the day?
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mokshadayini · 1 month
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Having had a socially disastrous childhood, comes with its perks.
I never want to go back to being a child.
I want to be a kid again, so that this time around, I can actually be a kid.
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mokshadayini · 3 months
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Jaade mei bin razaai sona nahi👍🏻
Meri palkey kabhi bigona nahiii
Tu kabhi kisi aur ki hona nahin 😩
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mokshadayini · 3 months
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My heart has a brain that has a heart.
My brain has a heart that has a brain.
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mokshadayini · 5 months
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सन्नाटा साफ सुनाई देता है,
शोर में ही तो हम सुन्न हो पाते हैं,
नींद कहां आती है यारों,
बस बेहोश हो जाते हैं.....
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mokshadayini · 5 months
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" ख़यालों में लाखों बातें यूं तो कह गया, बोला कुछ न तेरे सामने।
हुए ना बेगाने भी तुम होके और के, देखो तुम न मेरे ही बने।
अफ़सोस होता है, दिल भी ये रोता है,
सपने संजोता है,
पगला हुआ, सोचे ये,
हम थे मिले तुमसे ना जाने क्यों,
मीलों के, हैं फासले, तुम से न जाने क्यों।"
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mokshadayini · 5 months
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Pain is not behaviour, it cannot be trained. It can only be healed.
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mokshadayini · 9 months
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Trains, psychological thrillers, piping hot coffee
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mokshadayini · 9 months
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I'm all the love I am not.
I am all the love I'll never be.
I'm all the love I always wanted.
I'm all the love I ever had and all the love I never did.
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mokshadayini · 10 months
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I miss the friends I never lost.
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mokshadayini · 10 months
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Khaane mei namak kam pad gaya hai thoda, isliye ro rahi hu.
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mokshadayini · 10 months
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I hate myself enough, to not want my child to turn out like me.
I love myself enough to not have my child turn out like others.
I'm a mother, but I love my children enough to not want to have them.
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mokshadayini · 11 months
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Here 🌟
i deserve a gold star for being so sweet and nice and not killing
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mokshadayini · 1 year
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A group of boys are sitting on the last bench singing "dehleez pe mere dil ki, jo rakhe hain tune kadam, tere naam pe meri zindagi, likh di mere hum dum" and smiling all along. Sakht launde my ass.
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mokshadayini · 1 year
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Kaash
Hum tum paas hote
Kaash
Ye lafzon k tukde saaz hote
Kaash
Tumhe suna paate inn aansuon ki zuban
Kaash
Vo siskiyan hum bhi sunn paate
Kaash
Hawayein bss tumhara naam gungunati
Kaash
Savere ka mujhse ek tum hi vaada hoti
Kaash
Hum tumhare hain jaise vaise tum humare ho pate
Kaash
Hum tum paas hote.
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