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LOVE The way she bumped into him, till the way he carried her home drunk was all a full circle planned by the almighty, It was as if every fight, every kiss and every stolen hour from their busy lives was being written in someone’s poetry. The walks they took were as simple as the thoughts that entangle their held hands- A grip soft but not loose enough to let in another soul, where they stand! Solace fell in love with their ease of expressing... Time was never a race they were running, Twilights witnessed their hearts pound for that one look after tiresome days, Moonlight watched them brighten up her dark room- two souls happy and gay, One could never tell how long would it all go on, One could also not ignore the chances they took, the battle against shallow was already won. -Sukanya. P.S. Someone was of the opinion that I am not capable of writing about love!! Now that opinion is flushed 💪🏼 Love and Let Love ❤️ #emerge #believe #loveharder #strong #life #passion #lovequotes #lovepoems #peace #solace (at Berlin, Germany) https://www.instagram.com/p/B9NHGZQIZg-/?igshid=1jwtqnevw3j6y

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WILL YOU? (Continued) I do not know if they will stare at us wondering how sick we are or may be how lucky we are but all I know is one day if they do stare back at us, all they will know is that we were inseparable , back then , now and forever… P.S. Blog restructuring, putting back lost content ✌🏼 #lovequotes #love #life #wait #want #pain #forever #strength #satisfaction (at Berlin, Germany) https://www.instagram.com/p/B9H-bMXonn6/?igshid=1et86e7haljs7

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#1 WILL YOU? And then from among those thousand shining stars, will you make me shine the brightest? Will you hold onto me so tight that even though my entire body will shiver, my heart will still glow with the warmth you generated in me? Will there be enough time left to look through the depth of your eyes and drink the pain, the bruises underneath my eyes caused in your mourning heart? Will your desire and my satisfaction ever make enough love so when I walk away, you will lose the meaning of your existence? I don’t know about you but till these trees shed all their leaves forever, I will drink every drop of ecstasy with which my heart pampered you… I know not what comes next but by and by I will collect pearls by the sea shore and name them, the names you laughed and whispered into my ears back in those summer nights… I have not been under the same roof for ages together but when it rains, trust me my friend, will I shelter you with my little window of sunshine- my smile… I don’t know how you cry but as long as the road travels, will I behold the emotional rush from travelling in your neurons and veins fast enough to build an endless loop with someone else’s heart that goes on and on with time… I don’t know if you will go , but just like the flower blooms till it loses color and fades and dies, will I stay as long as you want me to stay… I don’t know if you crib on the nights when you no more smoke but till the time your little photographs are lost will I breathe with as much happiness as the early bird sings… I don’t know if you have answers to my questions but I will hold onto the remnants of your cologne as long as the gold shines… I don’t know if you find solace in her lips but as long as the whiskey tinge tastes weirdly addictive, will my lips behold the sweetness of yours… I don’t know if some day your spectacles will break and your limbs will weaken but I will have your back till my hair turns grey and heart turns cold... Oh and by the way... friend... I do not know if I will ever return home, cause they say home is where the heart is, but my heart wanders now and not everyone who wanders is lost… (at Berlin, Germany) https://www.instagram.com/p/B9H-DVWoIWF/?igshid=10uycoea7gr1j

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Windows of Hope The tiniest windows can bring in the brightest light, Skimming through the thin air, the flakes tell you how to only show up if it’s worth your time... The best moments can sum up to a larger spree, The trails of snow piled up tells thee! Dancing along the light of hope, Them snowflakes portray the morn you see after the darkness you!! They say there is always a time for every occurring bad or good... To let things take their own course has its own is perhaps all you could. I guess at the end of the tiresome nights we all want to wake up and see, A little hope outside the window or bird flying free! As long as the windows give a view to go out and achieve, The persistent pain and the self-loathing suffering will always be forced to leave. P.S. The first snow ⛄️ not enough to build a snowman though 🥶 #thoughts #becoming #life #nature #positivevibes #opportunity #hope #believe #gowiththeflow (at Berlin, Germany) https://www.instagram.com/p/B9FhfngI3Du/?igshid=n1fjwpctc39n

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Unpardonable For how long would she have knocked on the door? Would they pay any heed to the ideas galore? To look up to see the door closed, She was slowly getting accustomed. Could there be a bell she didn’t see? Or was the knock powerful enough to set them free... A moment or two she did feel the rush and the need to go, It didn’t matter to her if they were friends or foes. All the little stories told her were ones of grief, Grief of passing away like the winter leaves, Do the souls remain the same? Or do they change like us- does death also have a race or a game. As the wait extends, she learns the worth of the breathing and the famished... While here they are still, why are they punished? She learns all about the virtues of patience and worth, Had they been forgiven, she wouldn’t wait to envisage into the dark. By now she was used to waiting, door closed- she passes by, Once in a while a smell, a color, a song, a thought makes her cry. The door is unforgiving and stands the winner in the test of time, She moves on just like any of you, busy with life, pretending to be all fine. Life seems tougher, quest remains to look beyond the door from time to time... Some options are both a myth, to be celebrated while living is a blessing, Forgive a little more, Love a little harder, Regret a little less, You’re only left with them looking back at your face. Distances are the real convolutions... Reflect them a little more in your actions, The door shall have no mercy, just so you can, Be better than you were yesterday, a better human. #forgiveness #love #life #death #unforgiven #thoughts #becoming #questions #unheard (at Berlin, Germany) https://www.instagram.com/p/B89KSTqouEK/?igshid=3iglryfzrspn

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Self 💕Love 💙 A day or two you will feel like going back to the worth of you. You value yourself more every passing day, You’re so busy living the life that takes your breath away, Once in a while you think... “Do people think of me the way I want them to?” Who is to decide your happy place? A library? A coffee house? A strange path carved artificially? Or the cozy corner of your bed? Who is to decide the way you react to the mess you create? As long as you’re cleaning it up on your own, don’t let them disrespect!! Can love be measured by your body weight? Can it be counted by the number of dreams in which you succeeded? Should you even try to change because of their shallow faith? Give yourself that tub of ice cream, shed the tears you need to and move ahead!! If loving yourself means seeing him smile, Then love him a little more but don’t love yourself any less. Get your hair done or don’t... Every break up doesn’t need a makeover for you to feel fine!! There are no waves to confront, The hills won’t make you forget your pain.... If you enjoy a road trip or dancing in your heels, Just do it for the heck of it and seize the moment!! Self love is not a crime, Forgiving your self is not a big deal, For who cares what your purpose is, The more love your offer yourself and others around you, the more you shine!! P.S. The locker room in my library is lit... 🔥 Spot all the funny stares and have a great day 😂😂🥰 #selflove #selfcare #positivity #positivevibes #selfie #morningmotivation #focusst (at Berlin, Germany) https://www.instagram.com/p/B85tZ60olsV/?igshid=wz2w7vtn7sfx

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The night sky is inexplicable... She keeps her gusto alive, She is vulnerable. Storms turn into breeze, Breeze turn into still air... Could she ever decease? Moonlit nights create the aura... Set by the tales we hear and read, How much do you believe in drama? The light passed on gives a thousand hopes... It’s not always rainbows that deliver dreams, It’s the dark shade in which love elopes... You don’t have to chose your contour in the light, In the dark some minds wake up... For blue is only changing shades between the day and the night!! For how much you claim to look on the bright side, There is always that dark shade, that empty spot... Where you once in a while must sneak in and hide. #blue #dark #nightskies #moonlight #magic #life #love #strength (at Berlin, Germany) https://www.instagram.com/p/B8pVJ7lITzh/?igshid=4t8j5695l932

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A small step or two, Are the ones taken by only a few, There’s always room for a chance... To be happy, to start anew or even just take a stance, By and by shall days pass... What’s the hurry when the race is the only but not the last... Smell the air, sip the coffee, Take the nap and be your own sorrow’s rivalry!! -Sukanya. #thoughts #smalljoys #happiness #life #lessons #sloth #selflove #fleetingmoments (at Berlin, Germany) https://www.instagram.com/p/B8j_epfIbpZ/?igshid=1hrf3sddnicdc

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Branches of the Evening Sky Them dead branches, if you stare at you find- How every leave lost, of every drop of gloom and sorrow, they do not remind... They move gently to the summon of the winds passing by... Telling every soul peeping out of their exhausting window, It is okay to take a pause of sigh... Even without their foliage they strengthen those shadows, The reflection of those beings walking by the dimly lit roads!! Reminding souls of the voyage to halt and recall, Branches make canopies too, there is no harm in having a fall... The yellow light windows they stare back at to find... Stories told but only within walls well defined... Them dead branches are slowly gathering and collecting it all... Growing little twigs of hues hopes, waiting for the summer calls!!! (at Berlin, Germany) https://www.instagram.com/p/B8W44qYIYntR9L7l6oEr5U-Pt0WQHY3u1Ijerc0/?igshid=psi2pvkjud4w

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Juxtaposed

The sunlight peeped in through the crevices of the brick walls trying to relentlessly give hope to the rusted window panes...

Broken is the mushiness that once that once covered your cozy couch when it rains,

At dawn, the alarm clock stares and screams to make you believe the worth you own...

The sound of a neighbor bathing down the dreaded conflict of life wakes her up, she doesn’t really have what you could call a home,

When the sun sets, you force coffee down your throat sharing the melancholy and adversity of life with your friends close...

She is only breathing and trying to complete her daily chores,

The clock strikes the hour where it’s all uncertain and tipsy, you finally smile cause you don’t feel,

She feeds those little souls at the cost of her own appetite getting ignored, it’s magic to them how her smile can love and heal...

Then when you nap in the princessy night gown,

She likes to dream one day she will have a house like you do, of her own...

Two lives one can never compare,

It is alright to feel life is hard but to stop dreaming would be a game unfair!

-Sukanya

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Love the Unlovable... 🩸❤️🍁 #dontgiveup #love #live #positivity #strength #beauty #happiness (at Berlin, Germany) https://www.instagram.com/p/B8HVTxPIyCN/?igshid=d8i7j0yhf60o

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Glee

Darker was she than your shades of grey,

The damsel in distress, the reluctant help, the strong built pony, the cushion covered heart... to get it all, you could only pray!!

Just when the clock struck the hour in which you left her with ounces of betray,

Your heart pounded again, in front of you she stood... the coziest of the corners you’ve been to, merry making her passion, feelings she was emitting- warm and gay...

To the door of brokenness that weaved silver linings still, you lost your key...

The broken smile on your face wouldn’t hide your unquenched fright, your unlearnt loyalty, your heart ache’s cacophony...

By the waves and the tides, you left the only being so true,

He would come back once, they all thought she knew,

Could she though? Serve him with some comfort soup?

The path travelled was too long and real and full of trouble and amazingly entangled loops,

She only could turn him away with the hope that would lead to a new light of entangled paths,

Tears rolling, she realised the importance of solitude, utmost happiness and trust...

Heart was broken,

Soul was at peace...

By the Sea,

She had found her pieces of glee!!

-Sukanya.

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Snow Flakes

The frozen moments of ecstasy followed her along the path she strayed...

To them she was only becoming a potrait- a resemblance faded,

The bubbles around her she couldn’t escape...

From dusk to dawn they were around her... everytime she saw them... she cherished her cape...

One touch and they would burst...

The ingredients- love and art, she wasn’t ready to compromise, to adjust!!

Her heart was filled with concoctions of curiousness and anxiety -

She was only human enough to know the past, was there any hope to the truth of eternity?

Would she take the steps back to the flakes of snow that froze in the past?

She couldn’t take the chance of not living this point for who knew this was her eternity... her eternity was in this very moment of time - the one you call the last!!

-Sukanya.

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Tame

When you won’t break but bend and survive longer, you will lose people...

Take the pain and tame it to express your opinions louder than theirs... Opinions are ample!!

For dust you will both return to but only few stories are fusion of strength and kindness, whatever has been taken away shall also be returned, served at the end of your last drop of tear time and again...

Will you take what is yours? Will you remember there is always a road lesser taken and along that path if you have chosen to take up your odyssey of life, people are but clowns forsaken?

-Sukanya

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Oblivion

She was termed a misfit for falling in love with the state of oblivion. Walking down the aisle that brought millions of their faces back in the emptiness of the night, she didn’t weep. She asked...

What is it to exist? What is it not to? What is it to grow stronger being like a ball of cotton shredded into pieces on the inside? What is to grow weaker than only breathing and turning into a machine on the outside? What is to be measured between good and better, between better and best? What is ambition? What is to decide with eyes closed or open are dreams dreamt? What is ambition and what is sloth? What is it to listen with eyes open and ears closed? What is in laughter that evokes pain? What do the poor call relief and gain? What is the poison that addicts them to the pillars of wealth and fame? What is to fall in love with nature and then call it the soul’s gain? What is it to give up on human interaction and still be playing the game? What is it like to rip the band aid off the hundredth time and still bleed? What is it that decides and defines the depth of a good deed? What is the fault of melancholy to have brought them out of the shells of the shallow notions they perceived? Would they take a moment? Would they answer these?

How could they? When they were themselves caught in oblivion while searching for statements to answer these!!

-Sukanya.

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Chaos

Had it not been this way...

She would have posted him the letter made up of toil and effort, the letter she never wrote;

Weaved with insecurities, barriers and voids that prevented her from having the universe in her head, she would have ripped apart the cloak;

At spring, by the brook, when the wind kissed her hair, frizzy but flowing, named after him, she would have sailed the paper boats;

In the summer, by the lane that led to the shack where the old woman counted her last days of captivity, she would have brewed dreams made of hope and a home, beneath the canopies of the Weeping Cherry and the English Oak;

Ruptured by the dearth of his presence and companionship, her vision of tireless ecstasy she regained, to become more of him she chose;

Deciding to stop deciding between pink and blue, she used the weapons he had once gifted her by the fence of rivalry and undertook expeditions of glory and glow;

Death had taken his part of the game rather solemnly- religion the tool, nonetheless her heart wouldn’t stop throbbing and galloping along her chosen road!

-Sukanya

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Would you? #hope #selflove #selfworth #forgiveness #life #chances #mistakes #lessons #delusion #lovequotes #you #whatmatters (at Berlin, Germany) https://www.instagram.com/p/B42tNrSoY-t/?igshid=thn7jpug9np8