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The Last Leaf

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                                                                On a random day In the spring of a   child I saw a tree filling   my cheerful existence   Those were the days when my smile reached my eyes I relished in the petrichor of rain, The drizzles , the bustles, and hustles of seasons And in the epitome of a spring morning Its leaves brought joy to my senses But , It could no longer bear the falling standards of my spirit , The   essence of my childish acts Turned to be the insecurities of my blooming years   And soon it turned into scars of my ripeness   The fruits got bugged The leaves lost its colour I waited and waited , Until the day the last leaf fell from the tree Announcing my autumn….      
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PERFECT 💯

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  Hey I'm perfect  And you know me as  A trait full of praise A life fed with ease  A meaning fused as an eve  A word blend  in love But will never know I'm a myth  fated to  exist as vague  muddle as opaque  Spill nothing but  lies  As tears of disillusion  from eyes  Holds  nothing but pain As a story to go in vain.  Alas !  People make me their beloved  Not knowing the inner me they yearn my  fancy name  dreams so high to imitate me  to finally fall in a mist of glee .  But...  All I'm is a word that  People urge to crown  and in the race to be me they forget their own race Unaware that I'm no constant  For I am different with each of my friends  Rather I shift to be the best version of themselves.  Not a fax of others in them .  If they accept  me for who I'm  I will hail to be a blessing in disguise  Or else a destiny to des...
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Shades of purple 💜

Have you ever tasted your favourite colour? Then why is it that some colours seem more attractive to us than others... What is it that makes a colour one's favourite?  Let me think, when did I first taste the colours in the rainbow and why out of all the colours known in the world, why even purple or violet or whatever the eternals call it captured my pupils the most...  Maybe it's because the first fruit that I ever encountered in my childhood was the jamun; the juicy fruit might have lured my senses to adore it. And when I saw the sky during dawn, I might have witnessed a purple tint to it. And the night sky before rain would have blurred my eyes with a vision of blue blend with purple and I got a sense of the colour violet as I transpired that moment into my brain.  Then coincidentally when I started walking, my mother bought me lilac sandals which gave me the idea of another shade to my pink mixed purple colour.   And slowly as I started growing up...
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