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My thoughts are not empty But my pen fails to engrave, My pages fails to fill Papers skips to flip,  Though my thoughts are not empty,  The words slips from nib My pages escapes to scribble,  Where papers remain unwritten,  Words fail to fall Where heart wails helpless,  My eyes struk frozen Where tears role with warmth,  The tired heart tries hard To fill with fulfilled thought,  Heart urges  For the flow of words Hoping for the struggle of words to settle,  There will begin a success story,  That write histories  With words.    - Saduriya. M

Raising like a sun

The tired soul, 

Searches peace

Where the chaotic thoughts

Makes the heart bemuse, 

Searching for the reason

Again baffels, 

Millions of question, 

Makes mind muddled, 

Where the heart

Fights for its answers, 

A struggle to stay strong, 

A struggle to raise once more, 

Having hefty hope to raise once more, 

To raise once more

like a sun which

Never fail to raise

After the dusk. 

Try hard everytime

To raise endlessly

To create thy ownself! 

    -Saduriya. M

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