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If you waste time, Time waste for you. Pulb not agest wind. ©Girish Basnal Our life real faucet #Drown

If you waste time, Time waste for you. Pulb not agest wind. ©Girish Basnal Our life real faucet #Drown

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With Learning. OPEN FOR COLLAB✨ #ATstartwriting • A Challenge by Aesthetic Thoughts! ♥️ "Start writing, no matter what. The water does not flow until the

With Learning. OPEN FOR COLLAB✨ #ATstartwriting • A Challenge by Aesthetic Thoughts! ♥️ "Start writing, no matter what. The water does not flow until the

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When you feel you are unworthy... OPEN FOR COLLAB✨ #ATstartwriting • A Challenge by Aesthetic Thoughts! ♥️ "Start writing, no matter what. The water does not flow until the

When you feel you are unworthy... OPEN FOR COLLAB✨ #ATstartwriting • A Challenge by Aesthetic Thoughts! ♥️ "Start writing, no matter what. The water does not flow until the

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Imarti OR Jhangiri (in south India) Traditional Indian sweet. A little tricky job to give the proper shape, comes easy after some practice.

Imarti OR Jhangiri (in south India) Traditional Indian sweet. A little tricky job to give the proper shape, comes easy after some practice.

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//Imagery I write you in scribbles You tend to seep in With each passing drop My faucet fills your pages with And for a moment forget Even words can paint. (Full poem in caption) © Rajat Kumar Dalai //Imagery I write you in scribbles You tend to seep in With each passing drop My faucet fills your pages with And for a moment forget Eve

//Imagery I write you in scribbles You tend to seep in With each passing drop My faucet fills your pages with And for a moment forget Even words can paint. (Full poem in caption) © Rajat Kumar Dalai //Imagery I write you in scribbles You tend to seep in With each passing drop My faucet fills your pages with And for a moment forget Eve

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Poetic phalanges Scattered on my skin, Your long fingers curled around my hot flesh to decipher it completely Just like a blind man touches the Braille script to gain detailed phonetic Information Poetic phalanges Scattered on my skin, Your long fingers curled around my hot flesh to decipher it completely Just like a blind man touc

Poetic phalanges Scattered on my skin, Your long fingers curled around my hot flesh to decipher it completely Just like a blind man touches the Braille script to gain detailed phonetic Information Poetic phalanges Scattered on my skin, Your long fingers curled around my hot flesh to decipher it completely Just like a blind man touc

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Whisper I don’t want to whisper anymore, nor wish for stolen glances to be my messenger, odd hours and pillow talks on different beds miles away have now become my misery. //Read full piece in caption// The faucet of excuses to meet you in person and pet my pinings to sleep has run itself dry. I wish to say it aloud for your heart to hear a

Whisper I don’t want to whisper anymore, nor wish for stolen glances to be my messenger, odd hours and pillow talks on different beds miles away have now become my misery. //Read full piece in caption// The faucet of excuses to meet you in person and pet my pinings to sleep has run itself dry. I wish to say it aloud for your heart to hear a