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Dhaval Naik Feb 2019
Your skin isn't a paper, don't cut it.
Your promise isn't a glass, don't break it.
Your goal isn't a game, don't miss it.
Your face isn't a mask, don't cover it.
Your size isn't a book, don't judge it.
Your comedy isn't a channel, don't change it.
Your life isn't a film, don't end it.
You can't see it but I do that-
You are beautiful.
Dhaval Naik May 2018
A girl so nice,
though not that wise.

She might be very small,
but is the heart beatof all.

No caste for her to discruminate,
no manners to inculcate.

Fear hardly she had.
but she did brought back some memories in my head..

Seems that she had just learnt to walk,
so what if she couldn't talk,
but her eyes tell it all.

happy graceful and so much alive,
was a girl of just five.
#five #memories #girl
Dhaval Naik May 2016
The night had come over the place,
and the stars and the moon looks as if they chase.

The stars were twinkling,
but the moon was still shaping.

I waited and waited,
and finally I saw the moon drafted.

The blue sky was slowly on it's verge,
and the day and the night both merge.

The constellation had gone,
but the moon with its half smile was still on.

The day has risen,
I wonder,to us, what God has given.
more of odd and even.
HALF moon.
Dhaval Naik Aug 2015
YOU
May be it was you after all,
Through when I rise and fall.

I thought from my life you would pass,
But you, you were there standing fur me till the last.

Now i will be true,
All these time it was you......
Dhaval Naik Jul 2015
A silent tear fall from her eyes,
As she fell on her knees and cries.

No one can see her pain filled life,
It doesn't show in her eyes dejected and rejected.
Unappreciated and so unrespected.

She never felt so hurt,
Alone and so desolated.
A silent tear fall fr her eye,
Nobody sees the pain inside,
She wears a mask to hide.

All the scars,
All the fears.
Soul lost with her pride,
With no one by her side,
As she fell on her knees and cry...
Dhaval Naik Apr 2015
In the silence,
I heard something.
Not for once,
again and again,
repeatedly repeated.
Saying,"Hello."
But I never knew it was
The Last Echo.
Grief loves hollow,
All it wants can be heard in an echo.
Dhaval Naik Apr 2015
Yes, it was there only for you,
It was silent but not for you.

A grief that you never understood,
which was my silent love only for you.....
Silence have words unheard.
But sometimes silence speak much more than anything...
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