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Oorja Paul ๐ŸŒŸ

PO# 279808
India
India
knowing the unknown.... ๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ’–
April 15, 2017
 

" Ask me why life is short and love is shorter still, ask me what is Bliss and what it's price...."

              ~Kamala Das~

LETTRS BLACK AND WHITE
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April 13, 2017
 

                                    
                                       I
                 was dead long before
              my heart stopped beating.

LETTRS BLACK AND WHITE
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April 7, 2017
 

Dear Oorja Paul ๐ŸŒŸ,
Rain play
The clouds were gathering
As if some meeting
The were tensed and dark
And uttered too loud
Peeping thru the window
I continued with my plans
The weathered had lured me
Into down the road walk
My steps were slow
Eyes wondering
Senses were seeking
The best scenery
I felt a drop on my hand
And just like a piano keys
Few hurled on my skin
By the time I heard the notes
I was hearing the thundering rain
The shower was severe
My attempt was minimal
To escape it ...I feel
No time I was drenched
And I felt the water enter the skin
I walked with splashing steps
With no need of shad3
The meeting of the clouds
Was pouring down
And I was wet
Making a walk back
Couldn't diffe...

LETTRS BLACK AND WHITE
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April 5, 2017
 

Dear Oorja Paul ๐ŸŒŸ,

Haha
๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿ‘Œ
The upcoming rain
Thrashes the mood
To a world so serene
And Everything seems good
Splash of drops
Has witnessed smiles
And it's made sure u don't
Remain dry even a while

LETTRS BLACK AND WHITE
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April 2, 2017
 

Dear Tanmay,

Yes I agree that destiny plays a significant role in our lives.

I wasn't comfortable on the seat number 16. I thought of exchanging my ticket with number 3 but he seemed reluctant. So for the rest of the journey I made him my companion - Thomas Hardy.
"Can I sit here?"
With that 'yes' I agreed upon spending the next 4 hours with you. And now I know that you live near my college, you scored 92% in your twelfth, you went on a blind date last week, you like Aishwarya rai bachchan and Yami Gautam(indian actresses).
I know that you had a relationship which didn't work out. I know how you entered the girl's hostel and it was the craziest thing you ever did. I know that you were into ...

LETTRS BLACK AND WHITE
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March 26, 2017
 

*Your words*

It was love at first sight.
And I was lucky enough to get something that was beautiful from both inside as well as outside.
Your words wore the best suit, I have ever laid my eyes on and the hidden meaning stretched his arm like a loyal lover whispering in my ears, "I know you, Oorja!"
And he does!
**********************
He is the one who's sometimes content, sometimes enlightening, sometimes asking, sometimes sulk. He is vulnerable too but still exposes himself to every feeling, every emotion. He is a different human.
**********************
'Nobody understands me' used to be my patent line but it no longer is.
Did the healer read your words?
In the nights when newly-wed lovers ...

OPEN HEART
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March 16, 2017
Hisar, India

*BEAUTY*

She is a beauty when she gets up in the morning complaining how tired she is and how she can sleep for 12 hours a day without any break.
she is a beauty when she says that she is on a diet but eats a full pizza when in stress. how the cheese follows the traces of her fingerprints!
she is a beauty when she sings while taking a bath, the song which she didn't like at all, sometimes the pitch so high, sometimes low, mostly high.
she is a beauty when she cries over the death of her favourite character in the book, curses the bad guy and when I try to give her a hug, pushes me away.
she is a beauty when she gets happy with the little things, random photographs, a kiss on the forehead, t...

FUCHSIA
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March 7, 2017
 

Not all weapons are sharp, dangerous and noisy. Some are simple, calm and decent. Covered in layers of trust, hope and faith.

They are not aimed suddenly, they are time bombs. Impossible to diffuse. The red, green, blue wires are invisible.

They don't kill. They will hurt every atom in your body and the nuclei will ponder upon existentialism at 3:17 A.M. They will not target the heart but the mind first. They will make you insane.

Not all weapons are created. Some are developed with time. Made perfect with experiences. Every ruinous machine is one of it's kind. They change shapes, forms and styles.

They will give you time to think. Lifelong. You will have time to realize that you have b...

SIMPLE STRIPES
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March 5, 2017
 

# The Someone #

There is always 'the' someone for you.
Someone who will be there every second and then will leave you for a whole day.
Someone who will protect you from the world but will give you deep scars.
Someone who will sing songs for you and then will seize your voice.
Someone who will make you laugh so hard and then will hurt you so bad.
Someone who will call you at night and say 'i love you' but will forget you in the day.
Someone who will admire your beauty but will averse your freckles.
Someone who will show you your favourite flowers but will only buy the thorns.
Someone who will hold your hand but will leave the red marks.
Someone who will listen to you carefully and will mock ...

GOLD TRIM
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March 4, 2017
 

#I Miss

I miss the nights when we used to sleep under the starry skies, looking at the the best hd view of the universe, trying to count the twinkling skies, finding beauty in old,patchy moon.

I miss the letters we used to write to the far-flung relatives, with beautiful handwriting, on colorful pages, making it impressive by avoiding cuttings and the laggard words, there was no backspace.

I miss the games we used to play, that left bruises on our knees, elbows and head, that gave us a bath in our own perspiration, that involved every child from neighbouring street and sometimes  the grown-ups too.

I miss the picnics we used to plan, a park, a sheet, a basket, a ball, juices and the rack...

WHAT DO YOU SEE?
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March 2, 2017
 

"เคœเคฟเคธเฅเคฎ เคธเฅŒ เคฌเคพเคฐ เคœเคฒเฅ‡ เคคเคฌ เคญเฅ€ เคตเคนเฅ€ เคฎเคฟเคŸเฅเคŸเฅ€ เค•เคพ เคขเฅ‡เคฒเคพ
เคฐเฅ‚เคน เค‡เค• เคฌเคพเคฐ เคœเคฒเฅ‡เค—เฅ€ เคคเฅ‹ เคตเฅ‹ เค•เฅเค‚เคฆเคจ เคนเฅ‹เค—เฅ€เฅค"

                      -เค—เฅเคฒเฅ›เคพเคฐ

LETTRS GOLD AND STRIPES
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March 2, 2017
 

I have lost myself. I have found myself. I have loved myself. I have hated myself. I have built myself, day by day, second by second. I have invested in me everything I had, everything I will ever have.
I always told myself to stand firm against all the problems like a wall. I did. I am strong but once in a while I realize that people are breakers. They will break you and then every atom of your body will explode into a thousand fragments of disappointment, hurt, sorrow, remorse.
you may hate your own bricks, your contents, your investments. you may find it all useless. The resolute wall becomes weak and there are no supporters. Your adjacent wall was broken long before by another breaker. Yo...

PANELS
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February 28, 2017
 

        "I met a man,loved him.
Call him not by any name, he is every
      man who wants a woman,
  just I am every woman who seeks
                   love.
           In him.......
the hungry haste of rivers, in me.....
     the ocean's tireless waiting."

                             -Kamala Das

BLUSHED
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February 27, 2017
 

I wonder what will happen
when a woman will empty her heart.
when she will denude
her dreams unfulfilled,
her cries unheard,
her scars invisible.
I wonder....
what will happen
when she will recount
the delinquent meetings,
the noumenal stories,
the direful incidents.
I wonder....
what will happen
when she will make known
her unacceptable weaknesses,
her snubbed strengths,
her knowledgeable ignorance.
I wonder,
I wonder....

BE ONE
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February 21, 2017
 

I am the ocean.
Vast like the stretches of your mind.
Deep blue like the depths of your eyes.
Mysterious like the smile of yours.
Dangerous like your abrupt anger.
Flowing like your eonian thoughts.
Cold like your body at nights like these.
Beautiful like your stretch-marks.

You are the moon.
Round like my tattooed belly-button.
Glowing like my eyes at your sight.
Rough like the ends of my hair.
Beautifully uneven like my braced teeth.
White like the patch on my fingernail.
Flying like my utopian thoughts.
Revolving like me around you.

I am the ocean, you the moon.
should we get along or fear the aftermath?

DARK DEPTHS
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February 20, 2017
 

ENGAGE #LOVELUST

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Her body, an endowment
To anyone
Who can pay the rent.
The bodies, her plains
There was
Pleasure in the pains.
New lands, she discovered
Words of
Love were never uttered.
A traveller, she wanted to become
But this way
Got criticised by some.
Her lust, gave satisfaction
To the
Young minded guided by attraction.

Time flew, flowers dried
At nights
She sometimes cried.
A traveller, she  became
Not her body
Her soul needs fame.
Her skin, so draughty
She was
Never cute but naughty.

A coffee cup, she wants to share
With someone
Who can always adhere.
A flying kiss, she wants to pass
In exchange
Of love not brass.
The body, is dead but soul alive
If...

ASPHALT GREY
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February 7, 2017
 

thanks pen pal

We meet people
randomly,
unintendedly,
nonchalantly.
I met one
randomly,
unintendedly,
nonchalantly.

strangers
knowing little
of each other's
bustling lives,
still lend
a hand
to clear
the havoc
after cataclysm.

thanks 'lettrs'
a penpal
today watered
a detruded
flower, telling
'the weed
shouldn't stop
the growth.'

thanks mukhpreet singh Khurana, your kind words cheered a sad soul. the world needs more people like you. god bless you. thanks again!

FIND PEACE
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December 24, 2016
 

    And when you find yourself alone
                Alone at the roof
                          With
              those shivering stars.
           I will bless your memory
           I will curse your memory
                         With
                a memory of ours.

NEVER FORGET
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January 19, 2017
 

"He offered her the world, she said she had her own."
              - Monique Duval
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The delonix of the flame trees
              has it reddened in your world?

Your favourite high quality white fleece
                     is it sheared in your world?

The viscus of love in the shivering stars
                       was it seen in your world?

The mould of baby's foot in sand
                       was it made in your world?

Your darling singer sang at 2:17 A.M
                  did you hear it in your world?

The mortal child was saved by a dog
              did you celebrate In your world?

The sun n moon came together in the sky
           were they ...

MYSTERIOUS DOOR
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January 18, 2017
 

WRITING PROMPT
'your own song'

A broken promise, it laughed at us
along the world which seemed so barbarous....

But I brushed it off
set aside the scoff
though we were aloof!

Cause I believed when you said
that We will meet again
and I believed when you said
that we'll have love ahead.

A sad good-bye, it laughed at us
along with the world which seemed so ambiguous...

But I worked hard
made my feelings guard
missed you In the backyard!

Cause I believed when you said
that we will meet again
and I believed when you said
that we'll have love ahead.

our cute pictures,it laughed at us
along with the world which seemed so callous...

But I will fight them
de die in diem
I will get back my g...

CHIRAYU 5
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January 15, 2017
 

I am a hurricane with a soft heart
fierce and peaceful
strong and weak.

I didn't love you?
didn't you fall in my eyes.
You must have realized the depth.

May be I was wrong
but you made me do wrong
So who's to blame?

I miss you now.
Can the hurricane be sorry?
Can the loss be indemnified?

STEPANKA H.
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January 12, 2017
 

      

          Who said my paralyzed body

        won't let me pursue my passion

    I can still sojourn at places in my

       ..............IMAGINATION...............

- Oorja paul

TAIBA BILAL
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January 11, 2017
 

The mind chases happiness
The heart searches happiness
The soul creates happiness.....

WHAT DOES HAPPINESS MEAN TO YOU?

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SMILE
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December 5, 2016
 

"Love is so short,
Forgetting is so long."

Here you are again
In my mind, not heart.
The heart loves,
Mind remembers.
And my mom always said,
"She has a sharp mind."
If i was dull!

DARK DEPTHS
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