Srishti chaplot

There was a time when I was clear,
Of my life's purpose with few tears,
Everyday of my life was just right,
And I was living up my dreams without any fright...
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I tried to become a messenger of love,
And learnt that the whole world has a selfish heart.
I tried to become a spreader of smiles,
And learnt that whole world is a cheat.
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Waiting for a friend to share your joys and pains,
Waiting for strength to bear all losses and gains,
Waiting for a love to make you feel whole,
Waiting for an angel to decorate your soul,
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No-one on this earth is absolutely good or bad,
Situations make them so....
If looked on a deeper level.....
If we have the eyes to see.....
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The nature.....
Beautiful and serene....
Tranquil and blissful....
Its boundless beauty...
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If you are good,
If you are true,
If you are pure,
Then even if the entire world stands against you,
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The lovers trapped me in their love....
but love was just a trap...
To get me in...
And to get their work done...
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Sky is like a vast dome,
Of glittering stars and moon..
And the vast land on which we roam,
A scenic natural beauty of boon..
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What is the truth?
What is the myth?
Reality seems surreal,
Dreams seem real,
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Happiness comes wrapped in gloom,
Goodness comes wrapped in evil,
Buds into flowers surely bloom,
But why is it snatched by the devil?
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God is love,
The love that brings eternal peace.

Love is felt in silence,
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Drop by drop, fill an ocean.
Step by step, completes a journey.
Word by word, becomes a poem.
Questioning and observing, makes a discovery.
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Pour out the feelings of your heart.
That is troubling you, child,
Don't let your soul tear apart,
By the cruelty shown to you by people wild..
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Wishes and desires dawns in our heart,
And then they become our life's part..
They urge us to get more and more,
And pushes us to the greed's door..
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Gone were the sweet days of my life.....
With the entry of cruel monsters...
With their sarcastic comments..
And words that were the stinging bees..
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There is no absolute genius,
There is no absolute fool,
Everyone is a mixture of both,
Acting as a nature's tool.
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The expressive eyes of the lover,
stabbed the heart of the beloved,
Effusive feelings soon hover,
in the injured soul of the affected..
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Beauty is internal not external...
It lies in the heart and not face and clothes...
Its the blossoming of inner virtues in you...
Gratitude, gratefulness and innocence...
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Whom to trust and open your heart to...
Everyone uses and abuses me....
Whom to love and like...
Everyone curses and betray me...
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Sweet was the pain that I felt in love....
Sweet was the pain that I felt while falling down...
Sweet was the pain of loneliness....
What seemed foul was the torture and abuse....
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