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                     In evey calm midnight... When the mirror reflects the moonlight She throws a glance in the shinning mirror Only to grab the pillow in sudden fear Her disfigured face now flashes the story The horrific day is now a little less blurry It was a sunny summer day All her worries were far away Each step filled with tones of hope Giving her best even in the tiniest scope She was on her way to home Eagerly waiting to hug her Mom But fate had planned something horrible And the resulting pain was unbearable A known face showed up all of a sudden Intending for the worst which can't be forgotten He opened the lid and emptied the bottle Threw the burning liquid to harm her soul Before she reacts her skin starts melting She could do nothing but screaming She  badly shouted for help N...

                                  A never ending palace of surmise A earth for which my heart is longing for Where I find a faint but sweet tune A perpetual journey for a beautiful roof MY HIRAETH............. Who refills a gust of wind in my heart Who creates my dreams in fairyland Who captures all my youthful moments With whom I can really hear my goosebumps tale I want to go to that imaginary earth From which my imperfect soul is made I want to finish the unending quest and To touch the bleached clouds with my HIREATH I had my dream,with my unspoken HIREATH For a word we will never realize And still my HIREATH is always unchanged He is like the first drop of monsoon, Whispering petals, gushing water and paper boats So as the first drop of rain touch my soul... I refill my soul an...

An unwanted echo from the past Creating rhythms of pain and misery And plunging her heart into an invisible pit Amidst of muzzy cacophony she can hear the knock Behind the shabby door awaits a jolt The awaiting past knocking at her lockless door As she stretches her shivering hand Her restless heart freezes itself And her brain flashes the unpleasant A doll with chubby cheeks and shiny eyes Knitting the dreams to cath the glowing flies Chasing the paperboat with her little toes Touching rainbow with her curious eyes Colouring the canvas with vibrant hues Counting the stars being unaware of its extent Questioning the unusual in a querying voice Winning many hearts with her jolly smile But...........  When those greedy eyes scan her body, rough palms touches her bare back She wants to run She wants to scream But the starving beast  grabs her hair Threatens her to hide the scar Suppressing himself on her bare body...

Beneath the cloudy gray sky Gusty wind drags me to your arm Where all i get is ignorance and fake promises Where agony awaits for me And I can sense the whaling chasm Along with the rhythm of cold breeze My restless heart skips a beat When I recall the warm memories My vision get blurred like the glass windows in rain And silent drops fall from my eyes, My lip trembles and smile get vanished And memoir of pseudo flame grasps my mind When the clouds shapes into drops My aching soul invites the incoming shocks With every touch of those solitary drops My spine Witnesses the chilling strokes I can feel the heaviness of my soul The soul........... The soul which is an ocean, Filled with bruises and remorses The soul who have no dreams to catch The soul who have nothing to loose The soul , all alone in a giant castle When those tiny drops fuses into  Storms the screams of my bleeding soul get louder Gathering the courage to break those ru...