Light That Candle in Your Brain

Light That Candle in Your Brain

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Don’t light that candle. Don’t march on India Gate. Don’t fight for that girl. Don’t waste those efforts you made. . Don’t light that candle and march in vain. First, light that candle in your brain. . When you heard her cry,…

My Father

My Father

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From the day I was born, A man would be my side every night and morn.   My first walk was watched by him. My first word was heard by him.   My smile would bring him joy. My pain would make…

The Sandbags In Life

The Sandbags In Life

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“Where have you been, Jim?” Jim enters the dojo after four months. “ I haven’t had time to meet you, Sensei. And after my accident, it was tough for me to recover.” Jim took off his coat and hung it. Jim had…

Happy Valentine’s Day: Love is Home

Happy Valentine’s Day: Love is Home

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We have a lot of references, lots of stories, lots of dramatic expectations towards love. Fairy tales… Suspense, unrequittance (I think that’s a word… If it’s not then it should be.)… The highs of feeling after a long waiting frozen period of…

I Don’t Want To Be Me…

I Don’t Want To Be Me…

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I don’t want to be me I want to be the person everyone wants me to be. But still whenever I be someone else Nobody is happy. I try Try no matter how much I But trying feels sly And trust me…

Price of Losing

Price of Losing

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Every step I want on the sand I just remembered every pain I made on my hand. Like all the wars that were fought in my heart, It was also a conflict that weakened the part. It was the last list I…

Twisted Dream

Twisted Dream

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I had a dream…I was drowning in a stream.The currents were against my will, But my heart was seeking the thrill. I never wanted to get away from the dream, Yet, I was up with a scream.My heart was pounding hard.But I…

The Writer’s Block and the Writer’s Mobile

The Writer’s Block and the Writer’s Mobile

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I was sulking, like I usually do a lot whenever I am in a big writer’s block, and was off to a very common more of a hangout market with my mom because I just had a sudden desire to have deep…

Platoon of Misfits

Platoon of Misfits

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In a land far away was a platoon of misfitsJolly men with jolly ideasAnd had crazy food and songs,For spending the time with fun. Their leader was a crazy madcap Who enjoyed using the grenades.He used to juggle the grenades mid-air,Sometimes without…

Why Me?

Why Me?

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Me and my stream of thoughts Taking me down the memory lane. I was a child so loved With people to belong to, People to love, And people who loved back. But, came this turn of life With a deep infected wound….

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