Light was passing through the dark chambers of life as if it were about to open the secrets that were hidden from sight. The water was flowing like a hope The submerged stones seemed to set the tone of life And I stood right there to see that What cost it would take to cross a seemingly ordinary life. Smriti Thakur
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Retreat Let’s set off to travel the territories Least explored! Remount the fears that have sucked out The inner child of yours New adventures are waiting To explode the sleeping souls Stand up! And equip yourself with new hopes Pass through the alleys of nature, she would Plant your uprooted core. This time, only this time! Don’t look for safe slices and become the writer of your life Bad trips are actually the high-five of happy times So, devour the wilderness of nature and Get mislead for a while. Who knows? You might find what your soul craves for? Put aside! Your creepy constructed beliefs Life is not what you think of. Wake up! You are the wild child of life Born to slit the boundaries impeding you To listen your inner voice. You’re not born To sponge around the noisy and gleaming materialistic lifestyle They all are bound to shatter with time. Therefore, Retreat! For a while Permanence is being...
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Quotes · The vital heat called humanity Is getting cold, and We’re heading towards the civilization Who admires the painted junk as They adorn their crumbled homes… · The beauty of life is It goes on despite being denied And never stops one To feel mystify. · When my heart rains I close the umbrella of Love. · Do not throw carelessness in the embrace of silence Who knows what you might find on the busy tracks of nuances. · Little light is enough To fill the cup of life Don’t put it aside thinking that This is the only chapter left In your life, sometimes Little light is enough To guide you in your Darkest times. ...
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Quotes · Reading and reading in Trying to find the answers of Those questions that are never Written on the pages of History. · Need time to settle Things in my mind To listen the call Which one is for mine… . · I was feeling so drowned in the world of words that silences raised their heads to settle the naïve gestures of mine by saying, you have just tasted the few cups of life. · Broken pieces of glass Are always hard to find. · Every romantic song makes me feel The heights of lies. · Memories don’t die, but Life changes its way to breathe. ...
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Quotes · Everything around us is full of beauty One just needs to water the seeds That are already blossoming on the Threshold of life. · The day you left, I added! In the book of life One more chapter Written on the lies. · I can’t drag you down To those alleys Where you’re not planned To walk. · Come closer tonight I will close the chapters Which you never dare To write. · I often ask the night to Why you stir the noises of the light? In my leisure time. · Even shadows are denying to Lingers on the curtains of life Saying, they have their things to handle So I keep looking towards void Although dark they are, I am assured I have to walk alone on this path. ...
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Quotes · You came back! I know Just to close The remaining chapters I don’t want you to read on. · They are cheering the scared kids of life Doctors! The warriors! Numbing the pain By stepping over the death, dancing As if they no longer needed life. · The world was beautiful when I had seen it from far. Cracks began to shatter When I caerss the impulse of demand Hours need. · I am so full of you that I no longer needed you, to wear The colors of life. · Words Were so empty Even memories failed to Fill in. ...
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Quotes v You are too surface to love Too empty to fill the sorrows of life Now what can I say about your eyes? They are too glamorous! To see The authenticity, that is running beneath The lines. v In the presence of vastness Shallowness spreads its fingers To paint the different nails of lie As if, it can save itself from The water of time. v Life again turns the page To the new story At the cost of half reads. v The thoughts I carry Will again mend the collage of reality. v Darkness feels like home when artificiality blinds one’s eyes. v Old melodies like the Old wines, cheers the most Painful corners of times. v Sometimes it’s better that Ends never met. ...
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Does no good Living in the past Does no good to a person Of high dreams and aspirations Even mountain falls and converts into The dust of time then how a Person can escape the torment Inscribed in the mind Repeating the songs of forgotten past A never ending rhyme Living in the past sometimes is A way to live the verse Never sung and feel Still tuned the lyrics of present like A slumber comes in the hardest times Living in the past Still play music in My deaf ears of life Smriti Thakur
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Want to I walk over the road but It’s want to fall for the river that Flows endless to gulp the traveller Who is not yet sure? Which way is better to forget? The shore That tarnishes the self Much adored once in the Lap of innocence Now target for misunderstanding The wisdom, now works like A dream catcher Filtering the authentic sense of A person. SMRITI THAKUR
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v Shells tuned to the love of earth And reflected to the sky by Confluencing the colors of life What solitude can give to a person? In the embrace of nature One just needed to open her eyes. v When I can’t I can’t Then I Tried to lost again. v What hurts the most? When a dream to Walk under the moonlight Remains a dream and You decide to move Not to come back Again. SMRITI THAKUR
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v Acceptance of criticism along with Having a will to try your hands In shaping the complex ways of human civilization Means, you are nearer to achieve What your heart desires for. v Why always the end of the day seems like a start? Why I feel once again not to answer the questions? Which are ready to smash? The already broken heart Breathing long, holding the Breath of past. SMRITI THAKUR