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प्रयागराज- इक शहर जो संगम है दिलों का, नदियों का, घाटों, कहानियों ,बचपन और उत्सव का दिल्ली- इक और शहर जो दिलवालों की है इस गली से उस गली कुछ नए रंगों की है नई गति जीवन की, नए सपने आंखों के एक दौड़ ,एक भीड़, और एक सफर... परिंदों सा, बस बढ़ते रहने का...! प्रयागराज में मिलें दिलों को यहाँ आकर मिलने का ....!! ©Kajalife.... #Cities #kajalife #Nojotowriter

प्रयागराज- इक शहर जो संगम है दिलों का, नदियों का, घाटों, कहानियों ,बचपन और उत्सव का दिल्ली- इक और शहर जो दिलवालों की है इस गली से उस गली कुछ नए रंगों की है नई गति जीवन की, नए सपने आंखों के एक दौड़ ,एक भीड़, और एक सफर... परिंदों सा, बस बढ़ते रहने का...! प्रयागराज में मिलें दिलों को यहाँ आकर मिलने का ....!! ©Kajalife.... #Cities #kajalife #Nojotowriter

Sai Manohar

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It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. It was the age of free internet, it was the era of paid opinion. It was the spring of secular poetry, it was the autumn of humanity at war. It was the season of royal luxury, the suffocation of stale smoke. It was the epoch of spectacular stages, and the epic of finer masks. It was the bright days of crowded streets, it was the gloomy nights of empty homes. It was the fragrant time for love, it was the solemn hour of insanity. It was the unchained midnight of free women, it belonged to the hangover of freed beasts. A tale of two cities: Head and Heart #YQBaba

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. It was the age of free internet, it was the era of paid opinion. It was the spring of secular poetry, it was the autumn of humanity at war. It was the season of royal luxury, the suffocation of stale smoke. It was the epoch of spectacular stages, and the epic of finer masks. It was the bright days of crowded streets, it was the gloomy nights of empty homes. It was the fragrant time for love, it was the solemn hour of insanity. It was the unchained midnight of free women, it belonged to the hangover of freed beasts. A tale of two cities: Head and Heart #YQBaba

Komal Sharma Gupta

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Concrete cities, bridges fluorescent sit pretty, swamp words in thought jams, chock-a-block, headlights to taillights, a sentence long, a paragraph oblong, stories parade at each furlong, time's roundabouts are aplenty, twists turns are not scanty, concrete cities, bridges fluorescent sit pretty. Concrete cities. #tejaswiniaura #yqbaba

Concrete cities, bridges fluorescent sit pretty, swamp words in thought jams, chock-a-block, headlights to taillights, a sentence long, a paragraph oblong, stories parade at each furlong, time's roundabouts are aplenty, twists turns are not scanty, concrete cities, bridges fluorescent sit pretty. Concrete cities. #tejaswiniaura #yqbaba

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Truth Agar tute kisi ka dil to ye aankhe roti hai Ye duniya hai gulon ki jisko ye kante piroti hai Ham apne gav me milte hai dusman ko bhi gale lagakar Magar dost tumhara ye matlabi sahar dekha to badi taklif hoti hai #Truth reality of cities...

Truth Agar tute kisi ka dil to ye aankhe roti hai Ye duniya hai gulon ki jisko ye kante piroti hai Ham apne gav me milte hai dusman ko bhi gale lagakar Magar dost tumhara ye matlabi sahar dekha to badi taklif hoti hai #Truth reality of cities...