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dark room.

  An empty dark room Signifying lassitude A few of them came And started circling the room Finding a way to enter They knocked from all sides And tried to enervate The emptiness inside They were being deceitful But it was obvious now The doors of the room remained closed The lost courage rose to […]

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Broke.

  A beautiful soul was walking Or may be flying Souls do not walk I hear There was nowhere to go either No high no low All was it And it was all It lived for years But there was no reference To measure time It was time itself It was love and peace It

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What is Life?

    The desire to play in the rain The irremovable cloth stain To sleep for hours The injuries and scars All desires transformed Into new ones To have lofty fame To have monetary gain Their desirability increased the effort Hard work took from failure to success The journey was filled with maledictions But the

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Flash…

    It is morning. My digital clock shows 5 AM. I look outside the window. It is dark. The sun is still down. I folded my sheets, took my glasses which were placed near the lamp on the side table, and placed my left foot on the ground. As I was heading towards the

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