It’s not your Fault 

It’s not your fault that I expected,
May be it’s mine that I did.

It’s not your fault that you don’t feel,
May be it’s mine because I cherish every moment with a great zeal.
It’s not your fault that I am disappointed,
May be it’s mine because it was only you that I wanted.

It’s not your fault that I am broken,
May be it’s mine because I am still hoping.

It’s not your fault that you don’t love me,
May be it’s mine that I love you more than I love myself.

It’s not your fault that you want us to be friends, even unknown,
May be it’s mine that I can’t withstand seeing you for more than a days.

It’s not your fault you don’t remember my birthday,
May be it’s mine that I remember every moment spent with you any day.

It’s not your fault that you can go for days without talking to me,
May be it’s mine that I read our entire conversation every time I am lonely.

It’s not your fault that I want to talk you every single day,
May be it’s mine that even taking your name makes me full of energy.

It’s not your fault that you make me happier than I ever thought I could be,
May be it’s mine that you are my everything.

It’s not your fault that you don’t love me,
But this is My happiness to love you.
Yes I love you ❤
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As i saw you

As i saw you,
Its seems a adventure is going to happen with me,
Nothing is wrong with you or me,
These feelings are so intense,
That i miss a feeling and i do not even remember.

It’s like being possessed by my own feelings,
That’s not crazy,
That’s human nature,
That you have your own feelings.,
That’s a good thing.
I want to tear down all these walls,
And then ball my eyes out,
It’s heartbreak,
It will pass because,
Fortune favours the brave,
But headache favours the lonely.
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One Lovely Blog Award

First if all im thankful to  #Claudia, (Between the line) for nominating me and giving me chance to feel proud of myself.In reality  i never been dreamed that ind day I’d feel so rewarded…And in actually in feeling of utopian world. I feel so positivity and blessed when i  saw myself surrounded by such versatile and wonderful people, volatile writers, poets and best of bestest friends…..And as i thought there is need to be a revolution in the world of words,i.e.,writing.…because it gas capabilty to change the mentality and thaught process of anyone and it is only thing which can act as bridges between different countries, different people to understand each other and respect each other. Again im thankful  to Claudia (Between the line)as this award is like a dream coming true for me….Thank You Claudia for motivating me and encouraging with positivity.

I want to tell you, dear friends, a little about her fascinating blog. A very heartfelt blog and a very inspiringand motivating  one. It seems that she writes with honesty and passion. What I love the most about her blog is her writing style…you really feel you’re talking with a friend, somewhere in a very relaxing place. That’s her…and you can find her here at:

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Claudia (Between the line)

The rules to receive the awards are :

  • Thank the person that nominated you.
  • Provide a link to their blog.
  • List the rules.
  • Display the award on your post of the award.
  • List seven interesting facts abiut yourself.
  • Nominate 15 bloggers for yhis award and comment on one of their posts to let them know you have nominated them.

About myself…….seven interesting facts

  1. I’m very moody person and even i don’t know sometimes that when my mood swings.
  2. I loves to spent time with the person whom i love from the depth of my heart.
  3. I’m lazy in respect to awake in morning but im like owl in night😚😂
  4. I loves to write and interperate my thaught in words..but i have not courage to told her that i wrote it for you😚😎😯
  5. I believe in myself and thaught that any thing is possible as nothing is impossible if u have pisitive zeal in proper direction.
  6. I loves to spent my free time in watching cricket and movies….also in writing.
  7. As i thaught I don’t likes to blow my own trumpet 😲😎😎😎😂😂

     Now nominations. Its so hard to select like breaking a mountain . Please accept it.(try nominating others too). ☺️☺️☺️☺️😇😇😇😇

    1. https://kenslitepen.wordpress.com
    2. https://httpthebuddingflower.wordpress.com
    3. https://fauxcroft.wordpress.com
    4. https://jalvisquotes.wordpress.com
    5. https://chitkaladitosh.wordpress.co
    6. https://authorchrisbrown.wordpress.com
    7. https://randomwordbyruth.wordpress.com
    8. https://theygotitcovered.wordpress.com
    9. https://livelonglovely.wordpress.com
    10. https://travelingpoet.wordpress.com
    11. https://annieaman.wordpress.com
    12. https://powerpuffs1995.wordpress.com
    13. https://topomzblog.wordpress.com
    14. https://maxbantleman.wordpress.com
    15. https://falyssum.wordpress.com

     Thank you,dear friends,fir your patience to read and,i consider all of your blogs lovely and interesting! So kindly follw the steps to receive this award.

    Thanking you!!!

    Let’s Chat

    He:  Hey.
    She:  Hi.
    He:  Watsup?
    She:  Nothing much just chatting. You say?
    He:  Okay. Same here.
    **Chat Ended**

    But actually, he always used to type a lot more than what he used to send.
    He:  Hey.
    She:  Hi.
    He:  Watsup?

    She:  Nothing much just Chatting. You say?
    He: Oh ! me, I was thinking about you, the way you smile, the way you speak, the way you dress up, oh! this reminds you were looking like a princess not in specific but in all dress and specially when you are smiling but I never had a chance to say that

    //Backspace deleted his messages but always failed to delete those feelings.//

    **Changes**
    He: Same here.
    //Waits for some time but as usual no reply//



    **Starts typing again**
    He: Hey if you are free someday would you like to grab a cup of Coffee?

    //Backspace won again//



    She:  You were typing something?
    He:  Oh yeah but was sending to someone else, sorry wrong chat window. (laughs)
    She:  Hehe. Okay.

     
     
    ///////////////////////////////////////////////
    He always believes that a day might come when he will be able to ask her out. Know the deepest secrets of her life. Will become her best friend with whom she can be herself. He will become someone she trusts blindly. To become one of the reasons behind her smile. To be someone to whom she can talk freely without any hesitation, telling things all by her own. A day might come when he will become her ultimate problem solver. The reason to change her last seen to typing. He will become someone who can love her the way no one has ever loved anyone.
    A day might come when he will be able to ask her out for Coffee.
    But what if this never happens?

    What???

    …….d….e….a…..t…..h…….????

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    I know…..but?

    I know I can’t fly,
    But why is it hard to resist when you’re around?

    I know I am good at hiding what I feel,
    But why can’t I hide anything about you?

    I know how to be happy at times,
    But why my smile doesn’t vanish at all when you’re with me?

    I know I can go for days without talking to anyone,
    But why there is a constant urge in me to see you every day?

    I know I don’t care what others think of me,
    But why do I want to know how you feel about me?

    I know I can make decisions for myself,
    But why do I want to ask you everything that I do?

    I know I am not an artist,
    But why do I see your face in everything that I look?

    I know I’m not drunk or anything,
    But why I’m in a constant hangover of your thoughts?

    I know I am an Atheist,
    But why do I pray for you?

    I know I don’t believe in Magic,
    But why always I’m hypnotised when I look in your eyes?

    I know I can’t do everything,
    But why do I want to try everything that makes you happy?

    I know I can’t stop you from crying,
    But why do I curse myself when you cry in-front of me?

    I know angels do not exist,
    But why does it feel like heaven when you smile?

    I know one is less heavy than two,
    But why the opposite takes place when you hold my hand?

     I know I will make mistakes (blunders sometimes),
    But I want to know will you help me rectify them together?

    I know distance is a physical quantity,
    But why does it feel like only a word when I want to meet you?

    I know what others will talk behind my back,
    But never did I care about them nor will I.

     I know I don’t care what is the name of “the thing” between us,
    But I do know You are everything I aspire for and I’m in love with you and will be doing so till my very last breath…..

     

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    Wake up and smell the love

    Wake up and smell the love,
    Why are you wasting your time??
    Are you sleeping?
    Or act to be sleeping?

    You are finding love here and there,
    But its in your left pocket dear,
    Are you gathering fregrences??
    Oh!! literally its wastage of time.

    Have you come out of your dreamworld?
    Or still going through the utopical dream,
    Well !! wake up obviously you,
    And consult a psychiatrist.

    Have you problem in your nostrils??
    But it seems in your thinking vision,
    Just wake up and remove the fregranted cotton of hate from your nose.

    Have you a suitcase full of dollars??
    Than throw it between the needer,
    Than taste your bitterness yourself.

    Are you a dareing lover??
    Well !! you know to beat the time by a second,
    But how’s idea to beat… again without…..

    (If you have any idea to complete this last line…than must be in comment!! Thanking you!!!)

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    Loving someone is difficult!

    Its like hamering the heart,
    Freezing of sensation,
    Barking of mind and fighting with hooligan heart.

    We love, and we expect to be loved back.
    When we don’t get the much-expeected in bonding,
    Out involvement gives us pain!

    We care, we yearn, we wait,
    We spend every second of our life,
    Thinking about that one person whom we love.

    But when we realize that this person whom we are so dedicated,
    So committed is not at all thinking about us the entire day it gives us frustration.

    But still we can’t stop loving,
    The more we are ignored the more we love,
    The more we invite pain.

    Is loving someone is so difficult?
    Or the only first love is difficult??
    But always the difficult roads leads to beautiful destination!!!!

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    I goes through an accident

    I go through an accident,
    Not physically but heartedly,
    In the middle of an ordinary day,
    A miracle happened.

    I get shocked,
    My eyes got paused but,
    My heart accelerated very fast,
    Its seeems an electric shock moving ups and down,
    I just lost the sensation of my sense organs,
    Is it result of that accident?
    Am i going to the death bed?

    You came into my life,
    From seemingly nowhere in particular,
    And showed me what it was to love.

    Spontaneous love,
    Butterflies in the stomach love,
    The ‘you’re everything I think of’ love.

    I fell in love with your looks,
    Fell in love with your moves,
    And fell in love with your soul.

    In the middle of an ordinary day,
    A miracle happened,
    I fell in love with your everything,
    And now i wished everyone should must go through this accident!!!

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    Headache

    I’m suffering through headache,
    Or let me say my mind is the one going through the  pain.
    The pain goes down through my heart, rips through my rib cages.
    It just crushed my body all oviously…

    The pain of having to think about you 24/7.
    The pain of wondering what else thing are you doing.
    The pain of having to think of how you act, look, and feel when you also go through pain.
    The pain of how you look like when you wake up.
    Are you flawless like the river.
    The pain of having to think of the first thing you do when you wake up.

    Only God knows.
    I want to be with you in the morning, afternoon, and evening.
    I want to know how a typical day with you feels like.
    My medulla oblongata always has you in mind. This is not Science. It is love.
    The love I have for you is so immense, distance can’t handle it.

    Distance feels it’s so long and wide,
    it thought love wouldn’t reach us.
    But it got it all wrong.
    Love got tighter than a tough coconut covers.
    But still my head hurts. It aches or what so ever.

    Don’t know whether to follow Doctor’s advice of taking DISPIRIN.
    But the truth of the matter is…
    I don’t want to stop thinking about you.
    So I’m going to let the love headache persist.
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    Its journey to the destination

    Its journey to the destination,
    Like of forming a tree.

    By making first look as the seed,
    Hate as the seeding,
    Gazing as the pullulation,
    And unfriend relationship as sapling.

    Now its time to provide appropriate nutrition,
    Thinking is like sunlight,
    Talking is like water,
    Waiting eagerly to atleast see a look is like chlorophyll,
    And your smile is like the fertilizer which amazed the growth.

    Now how I’ll live any second and how it’s hard ,
    Without thinking about you,
    Without talking to you,
    Without seeing you.

    Its going well around the dusk hour to dawn hour,
    But EGO comes as insects,rodents,
    While attitude which is negative appears as weeds,
    Its time to take care and nutrisize the relationship by a energetic smile.

    As time passed the plant like relationship growths well with or without any support,
    Here few Chutya(not literally) friends acts like support,
    Which hampers from other birds and animals,
    Its all signs to be a start of friendship between you and me.

    Now as the plant becomes a tree,
    Simultaneously friendship changed its form,
    And its leads to the start of new cycle my dear,
    Forming of fruits and flowers ,And
    Enjoying the fregrence and sweetness…..

    At this stage its like hurting,
    Like any cut at any part of tree hurts the whole tree,
    But the rainy season provides the real beauty….
    Now you can amazed the situation my dear……

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    1mai1

    This poem i loves to dedicate my loveliest friend ch……and my Bhabhiiji(Lady Don). actually mai ne un dono ke lye likhi hi hai….just enjoy dear
    ……….@……….@………..@………..@…………..

    Kuch pyar hote hai jo dur se hi ho jate hai,
    Kuch pyar hote hai jo pass ho ke bhi kho jate hai.

    Ye dunya aksar aasiko ke janaje mai jati hai,
    Par kuch hote hai duniya ke lye misal ban jate hai.

    Hai uske bhi kai rup aur rang,
    Par dil uska sacha hai,
    Mana ki nahi hai coolest in look,
    Par dil se hai pura purest tumhare liye hai by hook or by crook.

    Aksar lok chand-taro aur jannat ki baate kiya karte hai,

    Par tum dono ka sath har ek pal hi janat hai.

     Tum uske sath de ke to dekho,

    Oo duniya se lar jayenge,
    Sach kehta hu aag nahi lagunga duniya mai,
    Aag oo duniya ko laga jayenge.

    Khone ko to kuch nahi tha,
    Phir bhi kho dali hai apni nind aur pyaas,
    Jine ko bahot bahane the uske pass,
    Par aaj tum se behtar kuch na hai uske pass.

    Kehne ko to milan hota hai do jismo ja,
    Par tumlogo ne kuch alag kar dalne ka soch dali hai,
    Kurukshetra ja ke tumko likhni nai kahani hai.

    Ab tarif karui kuch Bhabhiji (N….) ki,
    Karore mai nahi wah 1mai1 hai mere dost ke lye,
    Kuki carore mai 1to aksar dundh lye jate hai.

    Ab mai bhi kuch bolu,
    Yaad jarur karna apni shaadi mai dear😘😍…
    Koi nahi agar aaj aap sath nahi har ek pal hai,
    Aksar mere dost mushkilo mai hi misale likhi jati hai.

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    Khayalat

    Kuch kehte hai pyar aapko andha bana deta hai,
    Kuch to pyar ko hi andha bana dete hai,
    Par kya bolu unse jo pyar mai bhi dekhna chahte hai.

    Kuch ankho mai khote hai,
    Kuch bato mai khote hai,
    Pur apni duniya kuch alag hai,
    Hum to har ek saas mai khote hai.

    Kuch pass hoke bhi dur hote hai,
    Kuch dur hoke bhi pass hote hai,
    Par apni kahani sab se alag hai,
    Tanhaiyo me bhi apke khaylo me apne pan sa lgta hai.

    Kuch jayda emotions wale hote hai,
    Kuch kam emotions wale hote hai,
    Par kya bolu apne bare mai,
    Emotions bhi unki dastak dete hi mom ki tarah pighal jate hai.

    Kuch ehsaso ko tabazzo dete hai,
    Kuch khayalo ko tabazzo dete hai,
    Kuch to apne dimag ki bhi sun lete hai,
    Kae to dil ki sun te hai,
    Par hum to unki har ek ruh ki aawaz ko sun lete hai.

    Kuch apne ehsaaas bol ke baya karte hai,
    Kuch gaa ke to wahi kuch naach ke,
    Par hum to aaj bhi sabdo ke sath khel ke baya karte hai.

    Kuch manjil ke liye raah dundh lete hai,
    Kae to raah ko hi manjil bana lete hai,
    Hum bhi nikle the usi raah par,
    Par kya kare raah ne hi hume apni manzzil chun li.

    Kae to sadko pe milte hai,
    Kae raah me milte hai ,
    Par apni mulakat hui thi saaso ke ek mod pe,
    Aur uss roz se hum aap ke har ek saaso ko pehcante hai.

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    Alfaaz kuch aise hai jo lafzoo me zaya nahi ho sakta

    Alfaaz kuch aise hai jo lafzoo me zaya nahi ho sakta,
    Tarif hi unki kuch aisi hai jo chand lamho mai baya nahi ho sakta,
    Har ek rza kuch aisi hai unki ki mehfilo me bedaga nahi ho sakta,
    Har yaad kuch aisi hai unki ki mehkhano me bhi behasa nahi ho sakta.

    Tafif bhi kya kru unki jinke lye tarif bani hai,
    Aksar tafif bhi apni khafa unse hi baya karti hai,
    Kuki Alfaaz kuch aise hai jo lafzoo me zaya nahi ho sakta.

    Aankh dekh unki hum ankho mai nahi khote jaisa
    aksar log kaha karte hai,
    Par unki aankh hi kuch aisi hai jo nase ko bhi hosh me la dya karti hai,
    Sach hi to hai Alfaaz kuch aise hai jo lafzoo me zaya nahi ho sakta.

    Khushboo to aksar rahashyi mai kho jaya karti hai,
    Par unki ruh ki khushboo dur se hi unki hal baya karti hai,
    Mano jaise Alfaaz kuch aise hai jo lafzoo me zaya nahi ho sakta.

    Kash wo bhi hame yaad kar lya kare jaise hum kya karte hai,
    Yaad ki to choro wo to hamare naam ko bhi khayalo mai ane se mana kar deti hai,
    Ek hum hai jo unki hi yaado mai diin raat bita dete hai,
    Kuki humar hal to uss alfaaz ki tarah hai,
    Jo Alfaaz kuch aise hai jo lafzoo me zaya nahi ho sakta.

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    Fallen

    I have completely fallen for you,
    Everything you do,
    Everything you say,
    Everything you are.

    You’r my first thaught in morning,
    You’r my last thaught before I fall asleep,
    And you’r almost every thought in between.

    You have no idea about the amount of happiness,
    That you brought in my life,
    Which is even more precious than the mines of gold.

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    Having best birthday ever!!!

    You’re a real sweetheart.
    You’re a spoonful of sugar,
    a drop of syrup and a dot of honey,
    Have the sweetest birthday ever!!!!

    This is a virtual hug and a kiss for your birthday, in the form of the lovely Poetry for you.
    Here’s wishing that you get the warmest hugs and kisses from friends and family as you celebrate your birthday today.

    I am gifting you a bag full of hugs and kisses on your birthday,
    Not in the expectation for the something in return,
    But to feel you the special my dear,
    And the smile which comes on your face after going through this,
    That’s my only expectation.

    Every second, every minute, every hour, every day – these are the only times I think about you. 

    Isn’t life ironic? I am celebrating the countdown towards death,

    Of the same person without whom I would be unable to live life.

    And not in last wishing you the same as others,
    Having best birthday ever!!!

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    Sudden Action

    I feel like l have known your whole lives,
    I didn’t think that I have ever been connected with anyone like the way i have been with you,

    When I looks into your eyes thats i feel it,
    That sudden sense of hope give me hope,
    You make things okay,
    No one can do that for me,
    but only you bcz you are some special.

    Its crazy bcz even i don’t know,
    when you became so important to me,
    Its like watching sunrise,
    You see the orangish color adding up,
    But when suddenly comes out clearly you don’t know,

    And finally you are confiscated by the rays,
    And its over,
    And you are like rays which confiscate me my baby…..!!!

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    ThErAuPtIc…LoVe-VIII


    But regardless of how quickly you left,

     or how much time we spent together,

     or whether your leaving was bad enough to be considered ‘heartbreak,’

     I’m glad you taught me what love isn’t. 

    Because it helped me finding the love ,

    which I expecting from you. 

    Even though it hurt, but your leaving must

     led me again to the deadliest person .

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    ThErAuPtIc…LoVe-VII

    And the question I ask myself a lot is,
    if I barely even knew you,
    why did it hurt so badly when you left?
    That’s why I don’t like remembering you, because every time I think of you,
    Unwillingly my mind think of how you hurt me,

    Can you change this??

    What…….if yess,

    Then please my dear provide me the treatment……

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    ThErAuPtIc…LoVe-VI

    I barely even knew you so when I remember you,
    I shouldn’t be so sour.
    I’m not one to harbor always positive feelings, but I think if there’s any positivity within me most of it is harbored with you.
    And that’s the thing,
    I even i don’t know  ,
    because you came into my life with cyclon,
    but the way you left still hurt.

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    ThErAuPtIc…LoVe-V

    I barely even knew you,
    so you really shouldn’t matter.
    I shouldn’t do a double-take every time someone who looks like you sits across from me on the metro.
    I shouldn’t be worrying about what will happen if I run into you when I visit a part of the colony I know you frequent.
    Your existence shouldn’t concern me,
    but for some reason I just really don’t like being reminded that you and I were once a thing.
    Is it the right part for me or not,
    Just confused……..!!!

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    ThErAuPtIc…LoVe-IV

    I barely even knew you,
    so why is every memory of you and I together stained with regret?
    Why can’t I just completely forget you?
    How the hell do you find your way back in?
    I wish I were more like those little ant traps you stick around the house.
    The ants flock in only to find that what they’re attracted to is poison,
    and then they take that poison back to where they came from,
    their colony, and they never come back again. That’s really morbid,
    but I really do wish I could just forget you ever happened.

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    ThErAuPtIc…LoVe-III

    I barely even knew you,
    yet every time I walk by that lame where we met,
    the one with an absurdly long cocktail and way too many gathering ,
    I silently cringe.
    I hate when anyone suggests me to go there, not because I associate it with you,
    but because that place just sucks bcz of dirry gathering.
    It’s like we were meant to meet in the worst situation known to man kind.
    Now that I think about it,
    there was a blizzard that time internally.
    You should’ve just stayed in.
    That was the omen (friend’s)that warned me,
    But instead of this i’m going to get hurt myself.

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    ThErAuPtIc…LoVe-II

    I barely even knew you,
    yet every time my friends and I catch up,
    you somehow come up in conversation.
    Every time I think about my first day in the school,
    I remember that god damn you helped me build when I first moved in.
    My feeling full of attitude first time crashed,

     it’s like he was trying to rid away the scent of you,
    mark with the territory of something new.
    That was left by a dumpster not too long ago, 

    throwing it away was somewhat therapeutic.
    I hated everyone except myself before this time.

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    ThErAuPtIc…LoVe-I

    I barely even knew you when I really think about it.
    I knew the part of your life you shared with me,

     but even that was slim.
    I knew the little things you told me about yourself,
    your favorite movie,
    your favorite actor,
    your favorite food,
    your mood swing,



    but the other stuff,
    I never really knew.

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    &_Keshav Sawarn | 

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