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Love conquers ego

Happiness and harmony are balanced on delicate scales that get disrupted by the slightest stroke, or a gentle jolt, giving rise to tornadoes of emotions and volcanoes of feelings But why? Because, the devil that resides in us as our EGO is the enemy of our LOVE It poses as false self-importance and pseudo pride looking for a chance to steal our precious package So, whenever there is fervour, the devil produces frostiness whenever there is accord, the devil stimulates …

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Choices

I don’t know why did we meet? Then chose to be bitter, not sweet I don’t know why did we start? Then chose pain over a joyous heart I don’t know why did we hope? Then chose to walk on a tightrope I don’t know why did we pledge? Then chose to push our luck to the edge I don’t know why did we care? Then chose to let our souls dare I don’t know why did we pray? Then …

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Is this a nightmare?

The life I am living seems so unreal, feels like an endless scary toil, as I fight my deep-rooted fears, unable to hold back my tears I pray that my mind adheres and my heart also hears my pleas I fear that my soul is being hoodwinked by my mind …my mean mind that is so unkind It simply delights in the agony Though I don’t think it’s so funny making me dance to its tunes as if I was …

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Belonging to you

Loving you is difficult Yet it is also most fulfilling In ways that I cannot explain It’s chilling as well as thrilling Understanding you is challenging But it is also quite stimulating Your mysterious ways of expressing Can’t say if you’re leaving…or waiting Knowing you is absorbing And it is also utterly sweeping I’m blissful when I’m with you Whether we’re laughing…or weeping Missing you is painful and terribly, incredibly agonising Whenever I am away from you It’s as if …

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Dilemma

Where am I going? Can’t change the past Can’t foresee the future How can I prevent? Can’t hurt you Can’t avoid hurting you Why am I restless? Can’t reach you Can’t resist you How may I restrain? Can’t cry for you Can’t stop crying for you What should I do? Can’t love you Can’t stop loving you Tell me… When will I get you? Can’t live with you Can’t live without you © Manoj Khatri

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Poetry is the immortalisation of feelings

I express my deepest, most intense feelings through my poetry. More than me writing poems, they get written. What’s more, once feelings are expressed in poems, they are there forever. Since they have been written down, they transcend time.We read so many poems that were written centuries ago by poets who are long dead. Yet, the feelings expressed in those poems are alive. For instance, even today, when I read “Daffodils” by William Wordsworth, I get transported into a different …

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Is our suffering holy?

I This silence between us tears me apart slowly “Staying away” from you is killing me wholly I know our love is sacred and our feelings are holy Then why do you suffer? And why do I feel so lowly? II I miss you every moment and each is never-ending Though all seems normal we know we’re pretending I can hear a gloomy sound Is it your heart that’s rending as it craves my sacred love, while you refuse comprehending? …

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If you’re not the one

[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eurZUm5otVs] If you’re not the one by Daniel Bedingfield If you’re not the one then why does my soul feel glad today? If you’re not the one then why does my hand fit yours this way? If you are not mine then why does your heart return my call? If you are not mine would I have the strength to stand at all? I never know what the future brings But I know you are here with me now We’ll …

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“The Zahir” is about soul searching

A couple of days ago, I picked up this book, for no rhyme or reason, and then finished reading it over the next 48 hours. No matter how absurd it seems, time and again I have discovered that books end up being read only when the time is right. Although I had a copy for more than a year or so, I kept putting off reading The Zahir by Paulo Coelho because I had heard mixed reactions to it. Some …

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Solitary beauty

A solitary tree ……….romancing a solitary cloud ………………………………………..in the desert ………………………………………..The dry, hot wind ……….is blowing encouraging them to flirt As long as ……….they are prepared to brave ………………………………………..the pain and the hurt ………………………………………..The two lovers ……….can rejoice in the sandstorm’s musical concert

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