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चक्रव्यूह को भेदों is a grand contest brought to by Scribbling Inner Voice, अंदर की आवाज़ and कलम की ध्वनि. The competition comprises of 2 rounds and contains amazing perks for winners and participantsMore about Lavanya : A freelance writer in her own world. She believes that the golden castle of words to be her permanent home. A metronomic who finds poetry in every person. Talking to people and moving in the outside world helps you learn more. A proud daughter of the glorious mother Bharat Mata. Lover of the devnagiri language. Wish to do more before dying.Writeup :Hold my hand darling ,For you know I will never let you go;I might not be your one and only,But know that you would allest "Live in the lines of my Poem"!Most of the days,I am the museum of things I wanna forget ,But you know,That Reality is butchery at times, That it slays me everytime I dream.I know I am not used to being loved, Hence I decide to just imagine, For I know I am the Queen of my imagination!I love you ,I love you, But ...Let it remain a palace of illusion,For i have been broken so many times.Sometimes it's not the butterflies that Tell me that I am In love ,But it's only the pain!Let us be the Eros and Hathor, Allest in the pristine palace of my imagination. In the dulcet tunes of my ballad,Be my Apollo;And when the wind chimes break into reality,I would turn into the Solitary Reaper!I will not lament, Instead I will accept this as a gift from 'Bragi '.See I know, Reality is always blue, That's why I decorate the pain in metaphors;I have been hurt so many times, Hence I swim in the stars,To tell you that no matter how far we are, We can always share the moon and stars!For Poetry is the golden notebook Where I store the crimson red fluid, Unwilling to show the world.Let Reality be discordant, Let you remain in the cadence of my sonnets,And I , I will always,Walk in the Mangata of the road I build To dream about the love ,Which will only remain in the lines of my poem. Yet I will just dream, For I know It wouldn't break me!