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Subhranil Saha

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Wisps of smoke Form, deform Dreams broken Faces lost I see nothing and everything here Fly away right in front of me The stick lodged in my fingers The sustainer and destroyer Such beauty it holds I hold, The eyes i craved The palaces i built All vanish with a flutter Its indecent how all that matters Flows from my fingers and flutter away I know, I hold it all But all goes away in these Wisps of smoke Dream wisps

Wisps of smoke Form, deform Dreams broken Faces lost I see nothing and everything here Fly away right in front of me The stick lodged in my fingers The sustainer and destroyer Such beauty it holds I hold, The eyes i craved The palaces i built All vanish with a flutter Its indecent how all that matters Flows from my fingers and flutter away I know, I hold it all But all goes away in these Wisps of smoke Dream wisps

Diwa

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The sun in your irises; The gaiety in your smile-- How you make me fall for you; How you understand That I'm so into you. "Morning Wisps" #MorningWisps #diwa #yqbaba

The sun in your irises; The gaiety in your smile-- How you make me fall for you; How you understand That I'm so into you. "Morning Wisps" #MorningWisps #diwa #yqbaba

Lakshmi Menon

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She sat cross-legged on the floor. Playing with a willow o wisp, That had come flitting by. Her grandmother sat on the stool, Combing her hair, As she tied her a plait, Her grandmother looked at her and asked, "Echemu, what are you doing?" She smiled and said with her childlike innocence, "Paatiamma, when I grow old, My hair will be like yours, white as a willow wisp." Her grandmother chuckled. A message notification woke her up from her dream. It was 3 am in the night. It was her father's text message. "Paatiamma passed away, half and hour back" She read the message and looked at the window. A willow o wisp settled on the window pane. "Paatiamma",she sighed. A chilll ran down her spine. A shadow fell on the floor. That did not look like the silhouettes of the trees or the lampost. The grandmother had come to bid goodbye, To her favorite grand daughter. Enroute to the other side.. ©Lakshmi Menon Second story of the horror series. This is "Willow o wisp" #deadgrandmother #souls

She sat cross-legged on the floor. Playing with a willow o wisp, That had come flitting by. Her grandmother sat on the stool, Combing her hair, As she tied her a plait, Her grandmother looked at her and asked, "Echemu, what are you doing?" She smiled and said with her childlike innocence, "Paatiamma, when I grow old, My hair will be like yours, white as a willow wisp." Her grandmother chuckled. A message notification woke her up from her dream. It was 3 am in the night. It was her father's text message. "Paatiamma passed away, half and hour back" She read the message and looked at the window. A willow o wisp settled on the window pane. "Paatiamma",she sighed. A chilll ran down her spine. A shadow fell on the floor. That did not look like the silhouettes of the trees or the lampost. The grandmother had come to bid goodbye, To her favorite grand daughter. Enroute to the other side.. ©Lakshmi Menon Second story of the horror series. This is "Willow o wisp" #deadgrandmother #souls

Kartik Prajapat

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#Will–O'–the–Wisp ( Ignis Fatuus ) Signboards often contradict my way, Honoring the sideway, makes me castaway. I'm fed up of all , Conjectures and hearsays. People say , I'm finding meadows in the hays People waylay, I'm exploring nights these days. Redirecting "Ignis Fatuus" Or synonymously "will–o'–the–wisp" which means - : a delusive goal that cannot be reached. : a light that som

#Will–O'–the–Wisp ( Ignis Fatuus ) Signboards often contradict my way, Honoring the sideway, makes me castaway. I'm fed up of all , Conjectures and hearsays. People say , I'm finding meadows in the hays People waylay, I'm exploring nights these days. Redirecting "Ignis Fatuus" Or synonymously "will–o'–the–wisp" which means - : a delusive goal that cannot be reached. : a light that som

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I sit with felicity and here it say, All wanted to crave me But no one wants to pay. I float in the vast sea And discern how people change in a day. Yesterday they touched my feet and today above knee, I am just one more slot of their way And without rationale they always search for glee. Duly they fall in darkness in search of bright ray. Nature asked me to espy, so I'm here with temporary stay. A recreation poem : Original poem by : Adya Anwesha I sit with grief and hear it say how it has been a potent teacher, teaching hard but fr

I sit with felicity and here it say, All wanted to crave me But no one wants to pay. I float in the vast sea And discern how people change in a day. Yesterday they touched my feet and today above knee, I am just one more slot of their way And without rationale they always search for glee. Duly they fall in darkness in search of bright ray. Nature asked me to espy, so I'm here with temporary stay. A recreation poem : Original poem by : Adya Anwesha I sit with grief and hear it say how it has been a potent teacher, teaching hard but fr

Ashu

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•A story of disrobing• //poetry disrobed in the caption. • A story of disrobing• Is walking at 12am, a sin? Is wearing a crop top, a crime? Is being much frank, an enormity? At 12am, the cricket

•A story of disrobing• //poetry disrobed in the caption. • A story of disrobing• Is walking at 12am, a sin? Is wearing a crop top, a crime? Is being much frank, an enormity? At 12am, the cricket

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Read in Caption. ❤ He took her close and turned around, with a lovely look, he Wishpered in her ears "I Love you"... She closed her eyes with a smile she sai

Read in Caption. ❤ He took her close and turned around, with a lovely look, he Wishpered in her ears "I Love you"... She closed her eyes with a smile she sai

Sakshi Jasrotia

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Desire… I see them across the road, dancing in the rain. I see them enjoying freedom without any chains I peep through my window, Fascinated by free spirited. I wanted to live like that, Not restrained & be committed. I escaped my shackles to join the league, The feeling was infectious & unique. I cursed my master for trapping me forever, The stray life is exciting, exuberant & endeavour. A day passed & my success began to fade, Invisible to others, within myself I felt decayed. The air felt cold and crisp Missing the warmth of love wisp. The grass was greener outside my bounds, But the love and attachment I couldn’t found. Even with the responsibilities, commitment and Commotion, I returned to my cage made with the bars of Emotions. #yqbaba #yourquotebaba #yourquote #yourfeelings #poetry #poem #poemoftheday Desire… I see them across the road, dancing in the rain. I see

Desire… I see them across the road, dancing in the rain. I see them enjoying freedom without any chains I peep through my window, Fascinated by free spirited. I wanted to live like that, Not restrained & be committed. I escaped my shackles to join the league, The feeling was infectious & unique. I cursed my master for trapping me forever, The stray life is exciting, exuberant & endeavour. A day passed & my success began to fade, Invisible to others, within myself I felt decayed. The air felt cold and crisp Missing the warmth of love wisp. The grass was greener outside my bounds, But the love and attachment I couldn’t found. Even with the responsibilities, commitment and Commotion, I returned to my cage made with the bars of Emotions. #yqbaba #yourquotebaba #yourquote #yourfeelings #poetry #poem #poemoftheday Desire… I see them across the road, dancing in the rain. I see

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okay, love, okay, love, i don't wanna kiss your socks, let me remove your feet from them, okay, love, do you like yellow tulips? let me braid them in y

okay, love, okay, love, i don't wanna kiss your socks, let me remove your feet from them, okay, love, do you like yellow tulips? let me braid them in y

Ramona Singh

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dye. This suppressed fury is hurting me. I don't care if it's hurting you. I don't care. I just want you to stop wringing my hands like they're w

dye. This suppressed fury is hurting me. I don't care if it's hurting you. I don't care. I just want you to stop wringing my hands like they're w