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Prabhat Singh
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‪Govt is like that girl who run behind the guy with money ( corporate ) and everyone else (mango people) are friend zoned. Friends (mitr) keep doing favor to her in her good and bad times but in return seldom gets hugs and few mentions.
They also get false hope that someday she will be accompany them but no she will marry the rich guy because you are funny but poor while he is rich and control money.
So what if he is abusive?
So what if he is sleeping with other girls too?
He is paying the govt to stay in power with eyes closed.
That's enough.

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You and Me..
Let the universe conspire for us.. A s I set you free.. If you have to be mine.. Then no matter what.. There will be you and me..

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Winter Is On It's Way
Can't you feel that.. Winter is on it's way.. Everything will turn cold and blur.. And world will loose its color..

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Kuch Kadam Aur..
जब न दिखे कोई उम्मीद दूर तलक, अपने हाथों से मेरी हथेली सहलाना, मेरे साथ की लकीरें मिलेंगी तुम्हे, कुछ कदम और साथ चलो, कहेंगी तुम्हे|

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Our poetry work.. open to read..

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Let me be me..
Please! Let me be me.. Cries everybody.. Hey! Be yourself.. Says everybody.. But we keep betraying.. Us and them.. But we loose guts.. For letting us be us..

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He dies.. She dies..
He dies.. She dies.. Eating us.. Bit by bit.. They are flies.. Hatching eggs.. In our wounds.. Tickling us.. With their legs.. We go mad.. They make.. Such a sound.. We move hands.. Trying to kill.. They fly by.. As a fly.. Keep coming back.. Until we die.....

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Ye Khwaab
Dekha to tujhe hai maine har raat.. Jab socha tujhe to paya apne paas.. Hath me hath liye sath rahe the.. Hawa bhi nahi thi aas paas.. Dil ki dhadkanen bol rahi thi.. Kaash ye pal ruk jata yahi aaj raat.. To kabhi na tutta hamara ye khwaab..

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Naam Me Chhupa Hai..
Ek naukrani thi mere purane ghar pe.. Kuch baras to kaam kiya tha usne.. Kitne baras? Wo yaad nahi.. Naati thi par tez bhi.. Naam kya tha uska.. Kabhi puchha hi nahi.. Chhutiya khub maara karti thi.. Aur bahaane aise ke kisi bacche ke pet me dard utha ho ja...
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