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Love yourself, when nobody else does.


The moon is within me and so is the sun.With everything in me, I still feel empty. My silence is my strength and The ignorance, a bliss.

Sometimes, I just wonder what Am I born for. What is my purpose in this life? What am I doing and what am I suppose to be doing? Life changes everything. Life is a bitch but we make it more difficult I feel.
I feel I make it more difficult by expecting little things from others. Expectations hurts. It actually kills. 

Life is actually not that good!
Its not that easy to understand nor does it makes you think of the possibilities.

Yesterday, It was one of those days wer i feel like even i need a hug and a shoulder to cry bt i am all alone pretending to be strong n holding up my tears n now spitting everything out to a person who can hardly do anything but listen but even that feels great. Sorry but sometimes i forget that I shouldn’t expect anything from anybody, not even wen their actions speaks that you can. I don’t know if i can reflect a pint of what i want to say. But what I actually did what to sum up is, “Life is all that you have never thought of, it is totally an alien.” 

You’re breathing now, you might be dead another moment. Whatever you’re doing, just pause. Take a snooze and smile for everything you have ever had or lived in. Those were your jewels to live by rather than sitting over the pile up stones of bad people and memories. Go kiss yourself, kiss your palm, love yourself. That’s not wrong at all. Show your skin a little bit of love that it deserves. 

When no one is ready to love you or say when it is not the phase you are feeling adored, love yourself. 

Love yourself 😘😘😘

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SMILE AGAIN.


Pathways I crossed,
Gave clues of your presence,
You were with me
Or it was just my instance.
But I don’t care anymore,
Because they make me smile though.
All I can understand now is,
Mere your name has the power to make me smile again…

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Smiling again

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Night is a mysterious World.


It’s clear but yet so many secrets hidden.
Each night is not only dark and black but also engulfs many untold stories, unshedded tears, unshared words and many more beautiful and wonderful things.
“NIGHT IS A MYSTERIOUS WORLD.”

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It’s You, its always been you.


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It took 8 years to bring this dream, to make it come alive.
“It’s You,
It’s always been you.”

Finally releasing in few days…
Do grab a copy and give ur suggestions,
Would love ur reviews and forewords,
So I can climb higher in been a famous novelist… 🙂

With love,
Jyoti Vishwakarma.

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I feel like a windmill


I am standing still,
On the path where you left me last.
Gazing at the streetlights,
Passing each night with a hope to see you again.
Even your smallest thought,
Spins the windmill in my heart…(oh yeah)
Your memories make a tornado,
And make my life converse…
Give me air to breath and survive
Because your wind is blowing me off….
Give me air to breath and survive
Because your wind is spinning me round…
I feel like a windmill…windmill, windmill.
I feel like a windmill…windmill,windmill.

Come and kiss me back and bring me to life…
Because your wind is spinning me round…
I feel like a windmill…windmill, windmill.
I feel like a windmill…windmill,windmill.

I am done dying for you,
I am done with the patience to wait.
Thinking about the days of the past,
I doubt that you have ever even loved me…(oh yeah)
Your memories make a tornado,
And make my life converse…

Give me air to breath and survive
Because your wind is blowing me off….
Give me air to breath and survive
Because your wind is spinning me round…
I feel like a windmill…windmill, windmill.
I feel like a windmill…windmill,windmill.

Come and kiss me back and bring me to life…
Because your wind is spinning me round…
I feel like a windmill…windmill, windmill.
I feel like a windmill…windmill,windmill.
Baby, come back to me….

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Shayad!!!


Kabhi to tujhe yaad ayegi meri,
Kabhi to tu bhi sochegi mere bare mein,
Ek pal aisa bhi ayega ki tu mujhe,
Kabhi to yaad karke muskurayegi.

Yeh naadan tu yeh na samajh,
Ki mohobbat karke bhul gaya hu main,
Tere har kamiyaabi k liye saar jhukakar,
Rab se fariyaad ki hai maine.

Jindagi jeena to hum sikh gaye,
Lekin jindagi maut si lagne lagi,
Sochta hu zeher khake maar jaun,
Lekin tu khudko na kose isiliye aaj bhi marr marr ke jinda hu main.

Shayad aaye tu mere kabar par kabhi,
Tere nazro se mere liye mohobbat barse,
Bheeg kar uss din main jashn manaunga kabar mein,
Koi phool jo khel jaye uspar,
Toh chum lena tu apne labbo se.
Kya pata naadan ki,
Shayad main mar ke bhi hamesha k liye jinda reh jau…

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