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Best Poems Written by Suchita Uniyal

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Conclusion

The moon is revealing how someone's light could be eloped, even when there is much need for presence. How can it be sometimes that stars are so cruel to leave the moon alone in between the charismatic sky and earth?Why there is a circle in everything or everything is so confusing?That's why we got at last what we created. At the conclusion, nothing is fixed and nothing is temporary.

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Mother Is Love

She rises from the love, and the love rises from her.
She became a moon for all the stars in the sky and the plants beneath.
She continues to mould things and rectify them.
When people have doubts about you, she is the 
only person who is not to.
She bears the pain without tears. 
She lives long after crossing the deathly fear.
She is maa, mom, mummy, and mother.
She is another face of Ishwar.

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Messy Taste

So much patience is hidden behind the anxieties. 
If one dives deep into the oceans of fear, 
they get webbed up in fiery situations.

Miffed time tells some puzzled stories; people 
love to laugh, but they get puzzled 
in tears of glory. 

It is the taste, but the taste of messy things 
tastes like having heavy food. It can be digested 
through struggle but with a positive mood.

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End Or Start

So the wind is blowing, blowing like it is angry, angry at the materialistic things, the materialistic things that create trauma, aggression, and ego in humans, humans who are now most involved in inappropriate deeds, deeds that are overall responsible for this environmental storm. So it can be a start or it can be an end, because practically everything is just an illusion, whether it is happiness or pain.

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Half Empty and Half Full

Somewhere, sometime, there is a silence, like people are there where they would not want to be, like they did not hear the things they would not be. A scoop full of 
thoughts, questioning the existence, doubting the right. 
A befitting key in the lock tells us about the relationship. Half full and half empty is the situation for every person when he becomes a victim of such people who cannot 
face their righteous nature and kind behaviour.

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Me on Me

The rays falling on me,It is confusing; for some people, it is burning.For some, it highlights my flaws.But the perception is that, for me, the confusion of statements is just like pebbles and stones falling in or on the sea.Like the sea, the flow of me will never be burned by the rays; it just can stimulate my strength.
The flaws and burning are part of a person's life. For those who are just involved in creating trauma for others, that lesson is wrong that they have learnt.

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JUDGED

There is a root behind it.There is shade behind. 
There is a lap behind, Behind those memories,
There is love behind it.
Another turnover makeover the hope,
One chapter opens, another is closed.
I shouted, I shouted, I shouted aloud,

All in me, all of me, I grabbed it all and threw it loud.
A diagram, I made, a hope, I made pragmatically.
Theorems I learned, but they should be understood 
for being learned; how it comes to get something 
another is a must.
So if you want to see your soul, you should make 
your mirror free of dust.

Acceptance and rejections, solutions and hurdles—that is what we call surviving; that is what we call living. 
For some, it is hell; for others, it is heaven.
But we can't judge the book by its cover.
There is accuracy and imperfections in between the chapters. Read it, accept it, but deny the judging and 
accept the procedure of enjoying.

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Magically circle

Life is a circle. 
Situations are a mixture. 
A circle of thinkable and unthinkable
opportunities gets you jumping irrelevantly. 
The slipy nature of happiness goes in haste; 
you want to stop, but it passes out. 
A one is tired, a one is confused, a one is mad; 
situations are lurking; you cannot depend on 
your intentions sought. 
We became so permanent in our 
temporariness just because of emotions. 
You cannot ever imagine that either 
practicality is tough or accepting of emotions. 
To be balanced is hard. That is why we slip in the circle. 
We hurt, we break; instead of that, 
magic is that we are living; we are living beauty.

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Diamond and Gold

I think I wander; I wander to go out there, which gives 
me freedom.
The unfortunate reality is that this occurs only on rare occasions.
It hurts usually, but it makes you strong unconditionally.
It's like diamonds; it's like gold; if you bear pain, you can mould.
At last, there is the path already woven for us by God, 
which is healthy, and we finally got what we deserved.

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Precocious one

If it were the sun, it could be bright, warm, or shiny. 
If it were the moon, it could be chilled, peaceful, 
and beautiful. If it could not be understood, 
it could not be love. If it was not, then 
it could be more than it.

Though it may mitigate the pain, it is love.What if? 
The purplish brinjal shed its purpleness, just as the 
love shed interest. 
The road somehow changes its direction toward the destination. But what if destiny has changed?

Although destiny is the same, only the way is 
changed. That is how it is working. 
Like the love scars as the lovely scars. 
The precocious but unconscious heart.