Innate
The words are gospel,
The eyes that sees the truth,
The act that lack pretence,
The smile without the sly intent.
Our true mirror is lost
And it is lost to the institution… 
An unfit puzzle piece
Sunny summer day,
Playing kids outside,
She always wish
To belong to other side.
Today one reason
Tomorrow another one,
It’s not alright to go outside.
Days passed and years went
Now she has even stopped protesting.
It’s a strange place
What is present day where
She is a loner who doesn’t belong anywhere.
She tried her best to fit in for long
But since a while she agree with it,
That maybe she will always be an unfit puzzle piece…
Irony
The worst experience
Gives the best abilities,
The best memories
Becomes the worst weaknesses.
Such is the irony of living
We love to ignore,
But it always come true
With no exceptions… 
H
The love of my heart is all yours,
To the distance that keeps us apart,
I give my word without a spite,
I will reach you before the end of time… 
Rainy
On a rainy day
With a gloomy way
I turn myself to you
As my heart wants me to…
On a rainy night
It’s a melancholy sight
I hold myself tight
As it is easier to hide the plight… 
Fleeting
The day of turmoil seems life defining,
But the ray of hope is that you are finding.
The worse days are the long wait,
The joyous ones are the fleeting phase.
Neither is permanent, not it is yours,
So just flow in the instant as it goes.
Moment
Lights peeping in from the corner,
Vines creeping over the wall.
The first drop of rain on the barren land,
The first cry of the new born child.
They are the indications of the truth,
That the life is in the moment.
They are the reminder of the truth,
That this moment is life.
Blessed
Counting my blessings,
I count on you
For the memories
And for the time
That is so true.
Counting my blessings,
I count on you
For the beauty of life
that is All for you.
Counting my blessings
I count on you
For the lessons of love
Of which I had no clue…
Ode to truth
The truth of my soul is hard to hear,
But is a beautiful melody,
It flushes away colors of the face,
But it is peace in disguise.
The truth of my soul is harsh reality,
But is a mourning true love story,
It inundates the heart with heaviness,
But it is cure to the worldly deceit…
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