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The Silence She Wears

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She won’t tell you what she’s feeling deep, She guards her heart where secrets sleep. Not because she wants to lie— But love has made her learn to cry. She won’t say what’s behind her eyes, Where dreams still live and pain still lies. She’s been through storms, been left in rain, Now every touch could bring back pain. She’s afraid—of love too fast, Of moments sweet that never last. Afraid you’ll laugh, then walk away, Like others did—like love’s a game to play. She’s scared she won’t be someone’s first, That she’ll be last, or maybe worst. Afraid to bloom in someone’s light, Only to fade alone at night. But oh—if only you’d move slow, And show her love she’s yet to know, You’d see the fire she hides with grace, The poetry behind her face. Hold her close, be soft and true, And she will give her soul to you. For once she knows she’s safe, adored— She’ll love you deeper than the world’s ever stored.
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Do you bleed?

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If you want to know how civilized a culture is, look at how they treat it's women. India as a society boasting of its rich culture and it's democratic setup, we have failed our daughters. It's painful that so called world's largest democracy still doesn't have equal representation for women. Two of India's daughters Shah Bano and Nirbhaya, are victims of this rich heritage. In 27 years between the triple talaq case of Bano and the infamous night of Delhi, we didn't learn anything. Men including myself are part of patriarchal system which has oppressed everyone. The Chief Justice of India Dipak Misra had recently questioned why are women excluded from entering Sabarimala Temple? In the year 2018 if this question is still relevant we as a progressive society or just as a society somewhere have suppressed the voices of women. The irony is that having a religious angle to this even women will not be raising their voices, but those women  should remember sati ...
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Warrior

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When the first drop from the sky kissed the earth A warrior walked out from the heart of the earth He held his head high he had scars on him Of the battles he had fought  The drops from the heaven couldn't heal his wounds He wasn't the man he once was He had become the beast of the dark Even the sun couldn't meet him eye to eye He had known this for long now That everything in this mortal world came at a price He had payed his youth in the battles he had fought Some he lost, some he had won Hell will rise on those who have wronged him They will pay in blood when thy will fight When the last drop falls from the sky It will wash every drop of blood  When the sun rises again The warrior would be long gone But someday he will rise again And have his vengeance in black white and grey
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Yaar

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Humne sabko apna khuda kar diya Kiski ko apna takhdeer samajha kiski ko ishq par sabne humae bura maan liya jisko apna samjha usne toh humae paraya kar diya ab humnae zindagi ko ishq man liya tuthe dil ko apna takdeeer ghum ko yaar kar diya parchai ko hi apna man liya
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Life

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I bought a bottle of glass, and called it 'love' I kept it on my shelf called 'life' Then I bought a plant and called it 'happiness' I filled love and watered happiness Someone broke my love I took all the pieces of love and kept in life But happiness dried out soon With hope I tried to fix love but hope gave up With time I thought happiness will grow back whenever I searched for love in life I cut my hand red People asked me about the scars I told them it was chaos Hope didn't bring back my love and with time chaos grew I took all the  pieces of love and kept it in pain I asked destiny to bring back love Hope and destiny told me love doesn't belong to me So I decided to fill life with faith and then I found campassion And in time I found myself.......
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The Unknown

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I stood there still as a tomb I gazed and gazed, but with a little thought With misery, I asked myself what is this place? I looked behind, I looked ahead, All in vain To end my misery, I closed my eyes And thought  awhile I'm here for myself now I don't know what, when or how? I will learn about it in time Until then I'm fine
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Review :The Manuscript Found in Accra.

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 The tempting front cover and the brand name" Mr. Paulo Coelho"  buying these one was always an easy option.But buying it online was a bit better given the fact "How much I paid?" which I realized later (courtesy friends).That is my destiny, being a fan of his Alchemist I had always had that edge!.If you are new to the author is this the best novel to start with ? Novel ? may be I have to put more brains or goggle instead to this piece of literature will be called ,"A Manuscript" yes this man is a genius.Now lets talk on what the book is all about? The plot is simple but has its on complexity initially. So you may feel confused rather with history of how the book? leaving that aside.The narrator (not Coelho book has it's own) tells us about an incident in 1099 at Jerusalem an eve before the city  heading to a battle or waiting for unwanted visitor "death",  a wise man talks about  different things in life . In the book you have each cha...
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