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  • sangeetamagar 1w

    Your " I Love You" looses its worth when you keep throwing it at the every other girl you have met.

    ©sangeetamagar

  • sangeetamagar 1w

    If I say I don't need you anymore
    Will you stay to hold on?
    If I say I am fine without you
    Will you know the feelings behind?
    If I smile often enough for you to see
    Will you see the hidden tears beneath?
    If I say...

    ©sangeetamagar

  • sangeetamagar 1w

    Come back to me
    ... Even if it means my end.

    ©sangeetamagar

  • sangeetamagar 1w

    Love is an alchemy

    Love is not in the moment
    It's not a candlelight dinner
    Not in the sparkle of Diamond
    Or the long rides in the drizzle of summer
    It's not hidden in some expensive vacation
    Or any distant erotic games

    Love is not a destination
    Its the journey, of every minute
    Where every second counts,
    Its the combination of uncomplaining tears and unhindered laughter
    Its an amalgamation of happy days and saddened nights

    Love is not of a moment
    It is life in itself
    Love is not a quest for happiness
    It is alchemy to embracing whatever emotions to turn into a wreath of contented memories.
    ©sangeetamagar

  • sangeetamagar 3w

    People never really leave or die, even though we hate some, we learn to love some, we grow fond of few, we like many, even though they may be far, or have long become united with the earth and stars, they live in our hearts, they breathe in our memory, they walk with us... Some find place in our smile and some in our tears.

    ©sangeetamagar

  • sangeetamagar 4w

    Be mine! Like I am yours...

    The one with whom I can be Me
    To run and dance and sing and be wild
    A wildflower unkempt and free

    I am not a princess in distress
    I don't need a prince to save the day
    But you are more than a prince
    You are my one true King
    A companion for life
    Partner in crime

    The scent that is so uniquely yours
    Of pine and Cedar and of fresh soil
    Reminds me of my roots
    Now, you are the one I can call my home.

    ©sangeetamagar

  • sangeetamagar 4w

    Come to me when the pine needles will make a way to the end of the frozen winter lake.

    ©sangeetamagar

  • sangeetamagar 6w

    Step ahead and unbolt the door
    The jarred rusted handle is hard but not impossible to open
    It all takes a little courage and faith
    To move ahead from the past.

    ©sangeetamagar

  • sangeetamagar 7w

    You were always there

    You were like the rain on a hot sunny day
    Pouring your essence over my scorched skin
    You were like the air I breath
    Invisible yet present, each and every second
    You were the tree on the hill
    Strong and firm and beautiful
    You were like the flowers I planted
    Growing little by little
    Blooming bright and dying and blooming again
    Through wind and snow and rain
    You were like the hand I was holding for long
    Unaware of the firmness it hold
    You were there in my dreams
    You have always been
    Yet I see you for the first time in years.

    ©sangeetamagar

  • sangeetamagar 7w

    He was a jolly man, full of life, dreams and desires.
    But like every strong tree in winter, cold hit him hard, taking away his aspiration, his will to survive.

    Now, he seeks the spring with half his heart shut down,
    Now, he want to embrace the sunshine with half an open arm,
    Now, he want to get drenched in the rain again, but is too scared to come out.

    ... And the spring is approaching at his doorstep,
    But he is determined to peek out from the window of his half-closed heart.


    ©sangeetamagar