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Moon To My Night Sky

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I put my heart in a box  Where it couldn't breathe,  Choking in my own air  And bleeding out sin,  Hanging by a narrow thread  In between life and death,  You ripped it right out of my chest  Kissed it gently and put it back  And somehow it dances  to every cadence of your breathing,  The way you smile slyly  Even after the world let you down a million times  Makes this frozen pain lose its crisp  And slowly fade away,  The silver light on your face  Is the only color I now have left,  Making you the moon to my night sky. ~Anushthi

Dear Queens

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Dear queens, You deserve all the love, never settle for anything less. Don't give a 'YES' to something that you're not proud of having it. You are queen for a reason. By queen, i don't mean to rule the world. What i mean is, know your self-worth, know what you're capable of and what you deserve. And according to me, queens like you deserve the heights of sky. Miracles will happen when you will know your worth. Princesses might have wished for something, but queens like you would do your best to achieve it. Dream when you're princess and work on them by being a queen. You are queen even if you don't wear crown full of diamonds. Each girl living in this world is princess and each lady is a queen. You can do anything when you decide to do it.  No one and nothing can stop you. You all deserve to be loved and self-loved.                                             ...

सफ़र

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सफ़र पर निकली हूं उदासी दूर करने की आस में थोड़ी खुशी की तलाश में क़िस्मत से लडने की चाह में मंजिल पाने के जोश में सफ़र पर निकली हूं गलतियों को सुधारने की  कोशिश में बिखरी हुई जिंदगी को समेटने की चाहत में छोटी उम्र में तजुर्बा बढ़ाने की उम्मीद में जिंदगी के हर मोड़ पर सफल होने की आजमाइश में सफ़र पर निकली हूं..!!                                                           ~Anushthi

किताब

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अगर किताब हूँ मैं तो कोई मुझे दुनिया घूमा दे, मुझे छू के जरा सीने से लगा ले, थोड़ा समय बॉट अपना साथी बना ले, और अगर बनाना है कैदी मुझे तो उस पागल लेखक से कह दे, मुझे जन्म ना दे !! मुझे जन्म ना दे !!                                                                                          ~Anushthi       

पापा

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पापा मैं आपसे कुछ कहना चाहती हूँ। पापा मैं आपके साथ बैठना चाहती हूँ. आपसे बहुत कुछ कहना चाहती हूँ.. अपने दर्द बयाँ कर रोना चाहती हूँ। पापा मैं आपसे सब सीखना चाहती हूँ जब भी दिल घबराता है.. आप को ही याद करती हूँ.. 'BE STRONG 'पापा है न ये ख्याल आते ही शांत हो जाती हूँ। न आप की बात बुरी लगती है न मैं आपसे लड़ना चाहती हूँ। पापा मैं आप से एक बात कहना चाहती हूँ। मैं कई बार अकेली सा पड़ जाती हूँ.. मैं आप को आवाज़ लगाना चाहती हूँ। पापा मैं आप को बहुत चाहती हूँ हाँ मैं कभी नही बताती.. मगर मैं आप के जैसा बन ना चाहती हूँ। पापा मैं आप से कुछ कहना चाहती हूँ.....!                                                         ~Anushthi

अल्फ़ाज़

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दिल कुछ इस तरह टूटा मेरा मेरे साथ मेरे अल्फ़ाज़ भी बिखर गए कुछ पन्नो पे इश्क लिखा तो कुछ पन्नो पे तुम्हारे साथ बिताए हसीन पल तो कुछ पन्नों पर टूटे दिल का जिक्र किया कुछ पन्नों पर तुमसे जुडी कुछ खास यादें लिखीं तो कुछ पन्नों पर सच्ची-झुठी कसमें लिखी तो कुछ पन्नों पर तुम्हारी बातें लिखी अब मैं अल्फाजों से भरी एक किताब हूं।।                                                                               ~Anushthi

Bustling Streets and Echoing Winds

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I wander through bustling streets, constantly wondering if the echoing winds, will ever whisper about the secret path I often stumble upon in my dreams, where the sky is smudged in hues of the rainbow, where the rocky stream flows in a pace "slow", where I often find the key to all truths of life, where I can fly high  without any fear of falling from  the seven coloured sky with no luck from  the whispering winds, I often return to my safe heaven, but the voice within always says to never stop following the echoing winds..                                                                            ~Anushthi

If Spectacles Could Speak

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If spectacles could speak they would talk about how excited they were each time tried on a new face.. And wailed their heart out when they were placed back in that glass box. They looked eagerly at faces, that stared at them, in awe. They fell in love with themselves when they were told how amazing they look. They had their own share of laughter when they made someone look funny. If they could speak, it would be helpful for the ones like me who are forgetful. Each time they were placed outside their box, if they were left on sofa or had somehow slipped under the bed or got lost under the piles of clothes and also at those times they were made to be hair bands and the times they hung by a string on a neck and were forgotten. If they would hear us calling their name, they would screams at the top of their voices. We , the unmindful would find them. If they could speak they would certainly say even at home, ears, for us are safe and all other are risky places. Yes, you can keep me safe in...