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Conversations: Innocent Thoughts About Love

Come follow me on this journey of innocent thoughts, where you fall in love but still can’t help heartbreaks, where you tie yourself to relationships brimming with grief, loss, and happiness. Conversations at Genesis is a heartfelt collection of poems, quotes, and stories that celebrates the beginning of connection—the genesis of emotions, relationships, and self-discovery. Through tender reflections and honest moments, this book captures the innocence of raw emotions: the joy, the pain, and the quiet strength that define our lives. Inspired by the question, “Will you love me the same way?”, the collection invites readers into a world of vulnerability and courage, where every conversation becomes an opportunity to be seen, understood, and loved. These pieces explore the complexity of human connection: the bittersweet beauty of imperfection, the ache of loss, and the triumph of hope in the face of heartbreak. This is a journey through a world where success is often defined by failure, w...

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Are the warriors in the shining armor..
The ferocious dreamer.
The one with a hidden flashy sword..
The one slaying the monster’s roar.
Bruised but smiling..
The shoulder for all the whining.
Instantly switching through roles..
Echoing in everyone’s laughter.
The distracted glitter..
The disruptive pillar..
Never to stir attracted by color.
The runner..
The slow walker..
The absolute stalker..
And a great talker.
Awkward..
Sometimes wierd.
Failed playing coward.
Behind every door..
Shut out by shouting loud..
Facing crowd or bowing to applaud.
Unreasonable trickles..
Untimely chuckles.
The straight forward March..
Without bothering about scratches.
The gulped in fear..
Ready to blow out fire turning emotions into ashes.
A body that creates..
Disfigures and then fits right in..
Wiping drools all over her chin.
Hands always ready to pull one up..
Faces that gets away with tears without smudging make-up.
Most of the times we might seem alone..
But each of us are the exact clone.
And cannot be easily blown.
By any gush of wind..
Because We are all tightly hinged.
Go Woman !

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