A friend-ship has sunk.
 It was made of the paper which actually I was believing wood. A lot of time I got queries about "who is your inspiration for writing poems?". I couldn't answer earlier but now I can answer that I and my inspiration was on that ship.
We both are alive but lost directions..
Sometime a little spark can burn the house of your dreams, which you had created in steps with love n care.
I can't judge if I was wrong or she was but there will be no "good poetry" on my blog.

"Deep oceans are more affected by the quakes"

In the past months, I had laughed so heartedly which I missed in my entire life..
God sent me an angel and I still believe she is still one, I lost her.
Love is immortal whether it's for a mate or a friend.
Good Bye Angel !!!
I hope you will change the world of some other Abhishek....

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Liked a girl
like the others
didn't have the courage
like the others
she was so different
unlike the others
beauty and cutie
like God's daughter
deep deep eyes
like princess another
caring and affectionate
like one's mother
patience and charm
all together
fall in love
like the others
loved her
unlike the others
I went to her
to take story further
got punches and shoes
from her brother
me on bed
couldn't stand rather
paining a lot
in the cold weather
messaged on her phone
told all the matter
got a reply
two weeks after
"don't message me otherwise
I will tell my brother
like him
I will make you my brother"
(to be continued....)

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What is love???
The answer(I wrote earlier too) is: It is just flow of chemicals in the body, nothing else. In today's time everyone is running to get love (love marathon: this world is a race), everyone is finding love ( where it is? I had just put it in my cupboard). Some are peeping into their own lives to get love (something which is not present). Some are waiting in a queue( He/She is commited. God please do their break-up). Some are penning down poetries & shayris( main shayar to nahi, magar eh haseen, jab se maine dekha tujhko, mukjko shayri aa gayi). Some are searching in dreams (searchingwhilesleeping.com). But all of them are not getting love(ohhh :( ......), not found a lover( So where is the LOVE??? Has it lost somewhere???Went to some other planet??? NO love is still here around us but hidden behind the lust( most common example: Bhabhi hai teri ), fearing of the untrustful users.
 When I see around me, on the love road of the college, I don't even get few inches to sit as it is already full with the love birds(they call themselves). But after when the college ends, settled in diffrent cities, with busy routines , when I talk to them about their love affair, the reply is yr that time I was a child. No love-shove was their between us. It was just timepass. It was childhood. I know many people reading this will say that what rubbish I am talking about, we are in TRUE LOVE....blah blah. So the conclusion to their views is that EITHER I AM RIGHT OR LOVE HAS CHANGED ITS DEFINATION....

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Sorry!!! This five letter word has power to melt strong hearts. But, To say sorry, the person must have "DUM". Sometimes I just feel to say sorry to someone, because I think, I had done something bad with him/her and a lot of times I get replies like "why sorry" "sorry for what" "hey leave it, don't be sorry for such small things". But these small things becomes disasters in future. There are also cases like 'when I had not done any mistake', in those cases I say sorry to just make the argument settle down and in worst cases I feel sorry to myself.
In my life, I have a lot of examples, like one happened today,when my neighbor came to me to feel sorry for what he had done few days back and I accepted his apologize. On the meantime one thing was pinching me from last night that I must not said something to a friend, may be he has noticed or not, but I felt, so I said sorry.
Friends, life is so short that we don't have time to be with friends, then why to take revenge from enemies. I had turned many enemies to my friends this is just with this magical wand, one among them is my room-mate and we are now best buddies.
Waking up late is my habit. Many a times I go late to college just because of my this bloody habit. On every that day, I feel sorry to my Dad and my Mom as I am also breaking their dream. Sorry is not just a word, its an AMRIT to keep one's soul clean.

"A person doesn't get small by saying Sorry but he gets confidence to face himself in the mirror"

So how many of you are going to say sorry to someone.......

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