MERE MAN KI BAAT

MERE MAN KI BAAT

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"In the depths of my soul, where emotions ebb and flow like the tides of the ocean, I find myself lost in the labyrinth of my own thoughts. This is where my heart speaks, where my truest feelings reside, and where the poetry of my life is born. 'Mere Man Ki Baat' is a journey into the innermost recesses of my being, a collection of whispers from the heart, and a reflection of the love, longing, and vulnerability that defines me. Through these poems, I invite you to step into my world, to feel the warmth of my joy, and to bear witness to the shadows that have shaped me. Let these words be the echoes of my heart, the whispers of my soul, and the stories of my love. For in the end, it is not just my story, but a piece of yours, a fragment of our shared humanity."
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There is a community of the spirit. Join it, and feel the delight of walking in the noisy street, and being the noise. Drink all your passion, and be a disgrace. Close both eyes to see with the other eye. Open your hands, if you want to be held. Sit down in this circle. Quit acting like a wolf, and feel the shepherd's love filling you. At night, your beloved wanders. Don't accept consolations. Close your mouth against food. Taste the food. You moan, "She left me." "He left me." Twenty more will come. Be empty of worrying. Think of who created thought! Why do you stay in prison when the door is so wide open? Move outside the tangle of fear-thinking. Live in silence. Flow down and down in always widening rings of being. There's a strange frenzy in my head, of birds, flying, each particle circulating on its own. Is the one I love everywhere? Drunks fear the police, but the police are drunk too. People in this town love them both like different chess pieces. ----------------------------------- All things that we hide in our hearts eat us alive. This book is - full of emotions, love, care and agitation. Well, you need to read this to know what's in. Moreover, It consists of quotes, snippets, poems, bits of advice...Ummm simply deep and random stuff. Go Ahead! HIGHEST rank #1 in poetry as of 19.02.2018 ----------------------------------- 4/10/17 --- 19/04/18

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