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Khaab Jul 2020
Fake smiles.....broken hearts
Betrayal.....tears
Sleepless nights....depression
Caught in our own minds...
We are the sad generation.


Brightest smiles....beautiful hearts
True love.....ambled souls
Sleepless nights....fireflies and moonlight
Caught in their euphoric world
They were the 90's generation.
I envy my parents...as they did not have overthinking minds and heavy hearts in their teenage!!
Khaab Jul 2020
The most precious sound to me
is that tune,
The tune...that my mother hums while cooking.
The kitchen looks like the Valley of Flowers
and she...dancing like a butterfly among them.
The euphonious tune fills the enviornment
and leaves me in the peace,
that I long for...
Mama feels like home...actually mama is home!!
Khaab Jul 2020
She used to wonder in a dark place called mind,
Where lanterns of thoughts lightened up the place...
And kept her awake all night.
Her mind is like an amusement park...
where she loves taking rides on the
roller coaster of thoughts.
Khaab Jul 2020
She thought," Nature must have been made with immense love...and the five elements must have loved each other with so much passion...that they were so well entangled in each other's soul....
Otherwise how could this earth potray love!?"
Sometimes nature is all you need...
Khaab Jul 2020
There were many doubts about what she could do. She smiled and said," Even the sound of my heels when they meet the floor, is a sign of my power!"
And then she walked away with pride...leaving the toxic world behind.
When she flips her hair...the world sees her shine.
Khaab Jul 2020
For her, it's not about being alone
It's about being lonely.
Sometimes she feels like
getting lost among those strangers...
where no one knows her name
where she's just a girl with a
mysterious pair of eyes.
She feels free among strangers,
free from the burden of everyone knowing her.
She enjoys being lost among strangers.
A beautiful place along the sea with lights and soft music
waits for her.
And there she is...
with her hands in the air and open hair,
she dances the night away among strangers...
And at the end they all become strangers
but with memories...
She was an adventure in world that had stopped believing in fairytales...
Sometimes you are just tired of a place and you want to run away from there.

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