i seek happiness in melancholy songs,
merry songs just have a passing touch...
this will never belittle me,
as i will always have eternal happiness amidst searing pain...
thats survival, thats moving on and thats true virtue....
It has not got to do with any living soul
nor it has to achieve any goal,
its just an endeavour to unravel inner peace, wisdom and sanctity....
i think not of any appreciation,
far from ornamented praises,
if my thoughts ever touched you,
my gift wud be that pearl drop from the corner of your eyes..
may be in the darkness of blemished reality,
i might not be able to convey you the piousness of my soul,
but,
the fragrance of my being would always embrace you...
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