Someone asked me,
Is she that perfect, that you still love her ?
I said,
Nothing is perfect without imperfections,
she is a piece of art,
not complete,
Yet a masterpiece.
-©TheCursedPOET
Please walk slowly on these paths as you unravel me starlights, city of dreams tempted lost soul, under these wrapped belief as these...
I have dreamt this night you and me together concealed by shell of the pearl, infinitesimal but recognizable saw you became older than me...
किस्मत ने ये कैसा खेल रचाया मेरा साथी उसे बनाया यादों के तकिये तले छुपती रातों को आहे भर्ती वो उसे कह दो, में उसके काबिल नहीं न-मंजूर...
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