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December 13, 2017
Mumbai, India

Struggle isn't about adjusting,
It is more about resisting the compromises.
Towards the new developments.
Either it may discomforts the current scenario,
Or worse come it may rebound like a rebel.
Well, it isn't a bloodshed battle,
It is more like a cold war.
Where damage is like the slow poison,
And defeat is about bending down knees,
Towards the new developments.
Irrespective of it being an adjustment
Or an outbound compromise.

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TIS THE SEASON
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December 10, 2017
Mumbai, India

"...and in the end we'll be a photograph of our own history."

HUMAN RIGHTS DAY
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December 2, 2017
Mumbai, India

What is love?

"The one to fear about..

Or 

The one to confess about."

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SAVE THE WORLD
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December 1, 2017
Mumbai, India

"Thoughts were many to write about,
But backspace killed it all."

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SAVE THE WORLD
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November 30, 2017
Mumbai, India

"You were the stubbornness of my emotions."

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GIVING DAY
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November 29, 2017
Mumbai, India

I am total wasted...
But your glimpse...
Is still fresh in my mind...
The touch of you...
Your presence...
Is where my heart beats...
I still...
But we won't...
You moved on...
But I...
Still live with you...
Where I breathe our memories...
And exhale all of emotions..
Yet I am total wasted!!!

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GIVING DAY
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November 28, 2017
Mumbai, India

The stiffness of your silence is choking shout out of my paitence.
The calmness of your apology is widening happiness of my impulsiveness.
The acceptance of your dejection is inclining sorrow of my helplessness.
"Yet here I am withstanding the shore of your oecan,
To give my existence away from the surface,
To The Hurricane Inside You".

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GIVING DAY
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November 27, 2017
Mumbai, India

The moments you live with,

Are the very moments.

Where you understand that,

It doesn't matter how long you are with them.

Time will always take them away from you.

You may never know, 

How far they are with you.

Live them to the fullest.

So that you don't need to complain about,

When moments of time trails would be a hazy recall of "Memories".

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POETRY BOOKS
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November 25, 2017
 

I may not be a story...
But my life will be a dictionary of scrambled words...

I may not be a narrator...
But my life will be an adventure to scribble about...

I may not be a Best Seller Book..
But my life will express emotions in the most unconventional form of art of "Writing".

~Mihir Sanghvi

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POETRY BOOKS
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November 22, 2017
Mumbai, India

Some pores in life will remain forever empty,

One can shadow it.

But cannot fill their spaces forever."

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POETRY BOOKS
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November 20, 2017
Mumbai, India

Distance didnot hold me aback...

It was happiness...

It was memories...

It was time...

Distance didnot hold me aback.

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NOVEL WRITING MONTH
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November 16, 2017
Mumbai, India

A Boy , A Girl and Plentiful Memories were enough to narrate and emote words on plain peice of paper...

But a broken heart and forever loneliness made it a Best Seller Book of "Lost Love".

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I LOVE WRITING DAY
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November 15, 2017
 

The day 

            You left,

Was the 

             Last time,

I saw you.

I LOVE WRITING DAY
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November 14, 2017
Mumbai, India

"I will make you read all the unconventional emotions that weren't expressed,

When time didnot favour us."

~ Mihir Sanghvi

I LOVE WRITING DAY
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November 12, 2017
Mumbai, India

                                                      
          "My Rusted Pen Still Bleeds
           The Ink Of Togetherness."

                           ~Mihir Sanghvi

LETTRS BLACK AND WHITE
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October 29, 2017
Mumbai, India

She thought it was complicated...
She thought it was never destined...
She thought it was all about trying luck...
She thought it was a full stop...

And all the while...

I just kept hearing her thoughts...
Kept on smiling...
Kept on writing...
Endless possibilities of things being...
Simple at heart...
Fortunate at Destiny...
Moments of sheer Faith...
A comma of happiness.
                                          ~Mihir Sanghvi

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MAKE A DIFFERENCE DAY
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October 26, 2017
Mumbai, India

Love is all about that unconventional fights...
That takes place out of nowhere...
And continues to stay for a very long time...
Sudden outbursts are served with all of the negativities, on the platter of relationship...
A void outspace ceases the conversation,
When paitence is no longer a friend to understand the situational hazard...
Two minds disconnects the relationship on temporary break...
Till the time mends all things in place again...
The momentous thought of being disconnected;
Makes things uncomfortable at the bottom of heart...
And no sooner existence of the other one is felt missing...
Sense of being alone scares shit out to the core...
From the very moment all unconventional fig...

INTERNATIONAL ARTISTS DAY
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October 25, 2017
Mumbai, India

There always be a day...
When all hard work would pay off...
There always be a day...
When paitence would roar out success...
There always be a day...
When achievement would turnaround impossible...
There always be a day...

                                           ~Mihir Sanghvi

INTERNATIONAL ARTISTS DAY
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October 20, 2017
Mumbai, India

How quickly time lived together...
Turns out to be moments...
And moments into memories...
Jukebox of memories never empties...
It self occupies each and every empty corners of it...
Cravings never sores down...
It chokes and reroutes every thoughts to same direction...
Thinking over them is a pleasure happiness itself...
But a sudden u-turn on the roads of uncertainties...
Breaks down the ice of illusion...
Framed beyond the outer space of memories...
Pleasures are more likely to haunt for the time beyond happiness...
Loneliness happens to be the new mate of fate...
On the journey where scars of them were still constant...
But with no endings to it...
Only blank pages to imagine about the po...

EVALUATE YOUR LIFE DAY
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October 14, 2017
Mumbai, India

In these monotonous life...

He found his existence in the glitch of her smile...

Nothing better was expected...

When unexpected bliss did knock his life!!!

                                                         ~MihirSanghvi

LETTRS BLACK AND WHITE
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October 9, 2017
Mumbai, India

Happy endings don't have much ratio of certainty..
There is always a break even point...
That fordges our paitence into fire of anger...
Relevance of peace is unnecessarily harmed,
With tension of unfiltered thoughts...
Thoughts that drives through engagement of annoying negative vibes...
Every moment lived with it, feels like exhaling out all Oxygen and inhailing all CO2 inside...
Desperate actions being the last resort are taken in account at first instance,
Which welcomes more of trouble than relief...
Lastly the uncertainty of break-even point jumps right from edge of cliff...
Disconnections are felt to the trembling heart...
And only one thought makes breath...
I'll be waiting for you f...

RANDOM ACTS OF POETRY - DAY
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October 5, 2017
Mumbai, India

Voyage from realities to dreams is quite an amusing fantasy to write about on the plain papers of life...
While voyage from dreams to realities is an absurd ambition; to narrate about by just reading the coverage of life...
Dreams are just the flying thoughts that will definitely lure to rise the existing expectations...
More over the rising expectations;
The question to life is at what cost is it easing your present?
Well it's true that dreams are perceptive mirror for the near future plans...
But does it satisfy the hunger of your motives?
Or is it only the sensation that curtains you into a trap?
And realities on other hand it is the bitter most truth that only satisfies the hunger...

LETTRS BLACK AND WHITE
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September 17, 2017
Mumbai, India

When I left her...
She never let me cross her path...
She did it all right...
When I did everything wrong to her.

When she let me leave...
I let my thoughts cross her path...
I did it all wrong...
When she did everything right for me!

                                             -Mihir Sanghvi

LETTRS BLACK AND WHITE
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September 13, 2017
 

Restraining over contagious thoughts wasn't the utmost sin...
Sin was the presence of voidness...
That happend to be an univinitable attendee of fate...
With lapse in time ; its regularity ignited unavoidable questions...
Questions that had no clue of certainty towards reasonable answers...
A wall of vacumm had throttled everybits of nerves...
That were enslaved to work according to the beats of its rhythm...
Every good vibes were crushed to dust with the obsession of darkness...
Was it just the fate; destined to keep the mind hostile with contagious thoughts?
Thoughts that were just untold stories...
Or were they more of an inner voice...
To Recite...
To Express...
The cravings of incomplete...

LETTRS BLACK AND WHITE
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September 11, 2017
Mumbai, India

"Expressions Are The Raven's of Emotion".

                   ~ Mihir Sanghvi

PEACE AND JUSTICE
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September 9, 2017
Mumbai, India

Roads are uneven towards the journey of success...
Hurdles with unmeasured potholes are quite overrated helping hand to unevenness...
Ups and Downs are keen to possess an heck of a roller coaster ride...
Frequency of them seems to be a never ending vicious circle...
What comes down will surely go up in an unnatural way...
But at what cost did the fall let you go upward is necessary...
Consequences are more important than the reasons...
As reason only craves to go up...
While consequences gives determination to be at top...
It is the game changer to break the vicious circle of unevenness...
Merely with the power of invincible will...
And vision's would turn out more resistant to smoothen succ...

LETTRS BLACK AND WHITE
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September 6, 2017
Mumbai, India

How to dream when fear of nightmares keeps you awake all night?
How to express when imaginations only relates to past and present seems to sink away in chaos?
How to explore when you only forced travel on the same walk way?
How to manage when responsibilities is the only chapter in the books of ageing?
How to break chains when monetary demands deem to cage you in a four walled corporate cell?
How to breathe when your routine becomes a cold which has no remedial ailment?
But what if every "How" is replaced with "Why" for every questions.
Wouldn't it change the perspective towards the annoying thoughts?
Where the questions surges for the root cause of the constraints.
Rather than just looking b...

WRITE ME SOME LETTRS
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September 3, 2017
Mumbai, India

Resemblance of her glimpse is in bits and pieces...
She is now that incomplete puzzle...
Where reality is the only missing element of past...
Her memories are an unlikely burden on my soul...
Which would only fade away...
But its existence would be forever imprinted over the window of my heart...
That were once open to sight her bliss!!!

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THE KISS
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August 20, 2017
Mumbai, India

We apologise with a single word "Sorry"...
While we forget ;
How does it feel when one wrong doing is the sole reason...
Infiltrates the peace of unaltered emotions...
That leads a volcano of atheist...
Just to fight a war between breme brain and restless heart...
The word "Sorry" is just an healing for the posterior scars...
But we forget whats inside cant be healed or altered with one word...
So while mending broken pieces from outside we may losse the soul that once was growing with the hope of  affection and not for the black hole of sinful actions!!!

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PEACE
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