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Everything had crumbled into ruins
When I lost everyone I once called mine
It seemed I almost had no grip over life
There was no drive, no hope to rise back and shine
Not until I bowed my head down;
In front of the almighty god, the divine
And he blessed me with a basket full of hope
Once shrouded in fog, my life is now full of alacrity and I cannot decline.
Every time I felt insecure about us
Every time you stayed away for nights and days
Made me wonder if you still loved me
And you never failed to prove that you do and you always will, in all ways.
A distant village, far from here
Where people reside with love and care
Untouched by the worldly mayhem
Nothing there is illusory or sham
A corner of heaven it is. My heart lies in peace
It's the only place where loads of endorphins release
I never believed in happy endings
Because they never really seemed to exist
Not until I met you
Not until you made me believe, and I couldn’t resist
 
Resist you and me. We were so impossible
Never did I know, I’d love you with all my heart
And you’d love me too, for who I am
But now that we do, I can delightedly say that you are my life and not just a part.
Megha Thakur Aug 8
Everybody has their own flaws,
And it makes them glow.
So stop judging yourself,
And just go with the flow.
-Megha Thakur
It was early sunday morning
The sun was shining blazingly in the sky
As I saw you passing by
You gave me butterflies, I won’t lie
Your impeccable innate beauty and your courteous smile made me shy
After a while, by chance
We swapped a glance
I could neither think nor blink
But just wonder, how pretty you glimpsed in pink!
Megha Thakur Aug 7
मन काग़ज़ की नाव,
जज़्बातों के समन्दर में बस बहें जा रहा है।
जो ये थम गया तो हैं डूब जाने का डर,
फिर भी ये आगे बढे जा रहा हैं।
-मेघा ठाकुर
Megha Thakur Aug 5
कुछ कहानियाँ,
कहानियाँ ही रह जाती हैं।
न वो अधूरी होती हैं,
न वो कभी पूरी हो पाती हैं।
वो अक्सर लोगों को,
समझ नहीं आती हैं।
पर फिर भी ये कहानियाँ,
लोगों को करीब लाती हैं।
-मेघा ठाकुर
Bleeding in pain from the inside
Scintillating in bliss from the outside
What weird way of living this is?
When will I come out of this abyss?
 
Come out and stare back into it
By being authentic and not a hypocrite.
When will I step out of delusions of deity?
Love thyself, and not abide by crippling anxiety.
Megha Thakur Aug 4
I
I don't want anyone to blame,
Whatever I have done I just want to claim.
I have my aim,
And my own game.
-Megha Thakur
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