The process of unlearning

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The dance steps with you in the rain, 
Those guitar lessons with you
where I tried to cherish your name secretly in every fret I touched…
The poetries of mine you read
and the spaces between the words that you could let your breath feel so well!

All those places…
All those moments…
come crawling back to my eyes as it is their own home!

Its just the circumstances my love
that destiny is playing such cards…

But now its been a long time…
I am trying to escape the haze of love
At times your memories surround me,
and its never an easy encounter
Love, Its not easy to unlearn you
when I have read so much of you…

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Spark never led to fire!

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People will always keep on asking you
Why do you constantly love the same person?

When you have reasons to move on
And answers to all the dilemmas
Why do you still make the choices that fall back upon you!
Why do you allow the pain to back you into the corner…

The truth is that love can be felt by all
But doing is what takes everything to hold till it really ends…

Because its only you…
Who can see that spark
That you and the other soul
can still dance in the same frequencies…
Make the melody be knocking at heart

Because were are the one who actually felt that magic!
You were the one who actually felt those nerves!

World might suggest you and leave
But story will always ask…
World was not in love…
But you were!

So did you complete writing the last line of the book?
Or the spark never led to fire!
-Sankalp

Living to die

Most of the people exist…
The world is not that horrible place. But for these people, it is ..
It is terrible.
They are afraid of the spontaneous nature of life. Surprises backs them into the corner
But this is not the way this present must be held…
No people.
You are not living.
You are just cutting down days on the calendar.
You don’t wanna swirl around the winds or dance in the rain…
Why are you so dead to hear life!
Lemme tell you one thing
If you are not living your passion, you are merely living!
Go out and see…
There are those who can not afford the life you have,
Millions are dying to live…
And this is unbelievable
That you are living to die!

Who once was lifeless!

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Came a time, when he only existed…
Who could not notice the ‘ Twisted ‘
He  didn’t know what next moment would bring
This amazing plot was slightly tilted!

At Nuts was the life!
And he was lifeless…
Unable to bear situations
Became the part of life’s mess!

Down on knees,
On islands of sorrow seas
The broken mannequin lost he thought
Too narrow was the heart to feel greeneries!

Life stood still!
When he tried to walk
Water spilled on burning fires…
Quiet was the man who wanted to rock!

But he was a traveler
On the verge to roar
From null did he move
And started to explore

He opened his arms
Invited all the fears
Pain lived in him
He flooded out tears

And finally he stood up back
On the wounded knees
He saw all his desires
in the blue seas…
Brooks flowed in the eyes
erasing all the satires
And in his life was this fearless fire
That broke the mental prison and dreamed to inspire!

The man now understood the plot
And nerves became sensitive to emotions…
Pushing aside the hurdles,
against all odds the traveler fought…

Looking up to the stars
His zeal for living was no less…
And hence he won the life
Who once was lifeless…

The stanza while you smile…

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Let my love be the fragrance,
That settles down the wild smokes in you,

Let my love be the silence,
That rectifies the loud noise in you.

Let my love be such delicious!
That eats up the bitterness in you

Let my love be the the light,
That guides the weedy darkness in you.

Let my love be the dance,
That selects your stumbles as a part in it

Let my love be the love,
That teaches your hate to love.

Let my love sit with you,
When you cry in corners and crave for someone to understand

Let my love feel,
what every inch of your breath go through.

Let such love of mine,
Be reflected in you…

Let such love of mine,
Write the story of your tears,

Let such love of mine,
Be the stanza while you smile…

Live up, Don’t give up

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Sometimes so alone we are,
Deep down in our wounds and scars,
We forget completely we have to live,
We are like long kept empty jars…

We are hammered hard and badly!
Unable to see any of the chance…
to stand up and fight again,
Thinking – In these hurricanes how will I dance!

But that is life my people,
We fall to rise and rise to live,
To fall, to learn, to try,
To not give up is life!

Let us not be those jars again!
Not the broken died stars again…
We are to be broken million times,
But feel the zeal for life again.

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Live up, Don’t give up!