The Wings of Reality

Everything was astonishing when I approached to walk the revolutionary roads, the streets where my life craved for the reality, and split my inner imitation.

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I never knew that life would grab it’s dramatic cover from the reality I lived in,

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My walk on the puffy clouds where I moved blindfolded, now depended on colors, white I move, black I stop…

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Each day I lived, had an exclamation in it, which got engrossed in the book of my life, but when a stranger had a glimpse through my journey, he found empty streets and blanks chapters.

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Astonished I asked my satirical pen,”Where did you portray my life, my book says that it is an open night sky, but without stars in it?”

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On this my trenchant mate replied,”I never designed the chapters of your life in any book, you lived in abstracts and so was I living in, it’s not magic!!!”

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To play wild in this world of reality at present was not my cup of tea, I just floated on the illusion icebergs, where I should have dived into…

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Thoughts, which danced on the motion of my heart, isolated from me and filled in the secret spaces of silence.

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Being happy with loneliness was the signature of my soul, whereas the actuality of my story was like I craved for a glimpse of smile.

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Life was not just an animation which had a temporary existence, it was that silver lining which began with a drop of tear from your eyes and the end is decorated by us, as it just goes on.

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Dream, a place where my emotions breathed, was just a spectacle to the world, but when it came to survival my fantasy became a nightmare.

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I composed  life on the edges of my sarcastic words, but forgot that an edge was nothing but a limit, whereas the world recognizes only the limitless and boundless souls.

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The rhythm of time was invisible and I always ran behind it, but now realized that I could have traveled with time and made memories that would play as Odds in my life.

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Love was not just winning of the hearts which soon diminished for me, instead it was creating a space in someone’s heart and make that glow like fireflies in the picture of darkness.

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Something was missing which I was craving for, I came across a micro tale of my life story which was unread, then came an inner voice which echoed to me but I missed it, everything seemed to fumbled and tehn I fuond taht lfie is jubmled wehn you fkae yuorsefl, but it is magnanimous and glorious when you try to be yourself.

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Reflections of the moon into the water though are temporary for just a nightfall, but they are glittering, be that reflection, be yourself!!

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Try being flaw some and get motivated by the inner rewards of creativity , immersion and just “flow”.

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I love to keep my stories incomplete, but I would complete it by filling the heart which has a hole, by being a filler of craziness, happiness, stupidity, love and laughter.

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