Even The Sun Sets In Paradise

What is perfect,
if not just a little bit rough around the edges.
What is consistency,
if not just a continuous struggle to change as per the changing dynamics.
What is efficiency,
if not just a little bit of mischief blended in the long nights of perseverance and hard work.
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The Hands that Fed Me

The hands that fed me
slept hungry for nights
struggling for survival they
had been bruised in many fights.
The hands that fed me
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Colour Of Love

My childhood was filled with magic
miracles being created
in existence of every single being.
When you're a kid every life is a wonder
feelings of innocence and love
not bound by range of colours.
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The world in your mind
is only yours to claim
it may be twisted and wild
not bound to make any sense.
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