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Casket

Caskets full of emotions,
buried deep in the land of heartbreak,
sadly no visitors
and no one to mourn.

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Ravaged

I have been a shipwreck
since the time she ravaged me, by the beauty of the eyes as deep as ferocious blue seas.

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Magic Trick

Every time I saw your eyes,
Every time I smelled your perfume,
Every time I saw your photo,
I felt magic around,
I felt travelling through time,
I felt lost in a galaxy
where my precious star vanished.
Every time.

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Fragments of Me

There are some fragments of me,
that refuse to time travel,
they live in grandeur of yesterday,

There are some fragments of me
that travel ahead of me,
they clutch deep into my body
and drag me to uncertain future.

Finally there are some fragments,
which believe neither in beautiful past or uncertain future,
they keep me on the ground and always walking,
they keep me sane and full of vision
I call them Hope.

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A Life Well Lived

Learning before success,
trying before failing,
wise smile after defeat,
working before praying,
doing what you love,
listening to your heart,
living simple,
writing,
Reading,
Loving,
A Life Well Lived.

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World Without Glasses

Imagine a world without glasses,
with dull walls all around,
nowhere to see your face,
Nothing to brighten the light,
just dead walls,
no car windows,
no skyline view up from above,
no magical liquid contained in beer mugs,
Few people won’t be able to see around,
Few will be disillusioned,
but when someone asks me,
I say,
without glasses,
there would be no compare,
between beautiful and ugly,
between today and tommorow,
between wants and haves,
between where someone is from and where someone is going.
simple as that.

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The Pianist

Immaculately dressed in black and white,
hair that shone even in tint lights,
he played the piano on lonely nights,
remembering her daughter and the little cute fights,

It’s been 15 years,longing now stole his patience
nerves bled when he was found in basement,
the piano was sold and so was the house too,
Still people hear those symphonies so true.

Writings to Heaven

Shashank Bhardwaj

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