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Your eyes have fire, that charred my loneliness #eyes #her #charred #lonliness #yqbaba #yqdidi #yqquotes

Your eyes have fire, that charred my loneliness #eyes #her #charred #lonliness #yqbaba #yqdidi #yqquotes

Sanjana Kumar

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and the apologies died in us, with every inhale of breath. all that remained were charred regrets settling around us like dust. Charred. #yqbaba #yqtales #yqquotes #yourquote #twoliner #sorry #love

and the apologies died in us, with every inhale of breath. all that remained were charred regrets settling around us like dust. Charred. #yqbaba #yqtales #yqquotes #yourquote #twoliner #sorry #love

Amit Jotwani

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Charred remains, of her broken soul ; rancid stench, of her violated nakedness ; mesh to form a dark cloud, impregnated with odium, waiting to vent. #charred #soul #BrokenSoul #rancid #stench #clouds #vent #mesh #YoPoWriMo #yqbaba

Charred remains, of her broken soul ; rancid stench, of her violated nakedness ; mesh to form a dark cloud, impregnated with odium, waiting to vent. #charred #soul #BrokenSoul #rancid #stench #clouds #vent #mesh #YoPoWriMo #yqbaba

Sanjana Kumar

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You took the initiative. Was the pain an illusion I could breathe in, forever? You let it all burn down. I let you burn it all down. //caption// The sky is a canvas, now scorched down to flames. You took the initiative. When the rivers dried and the pebbles emerged, you let them spa

You took the initiative. Was the pain an illusion I could breathe in, forever? You let it all burn down. I let you burn it all down. //caption// The sky is a canvas, now scorched down to flames. You took the initiative. When the rivers dried and the pebbles emerged, you let them spa

Sanjana Kumar

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Or, do you smile at our helplessness now, love? // caption// We'll call it quits when we're done washing away the charred remains on the canvas, the sky. Or , never. Maybe the scorched and burnt rope

Or, do you smile at our helplessness now, love? // caption// We'll call it quits when we're done washing away the charred remains on the canvas, the sky. Or , never. Maybe the scorched and burnt rope

Black Guy

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Black rose //Captioned// Furtive motive travailed in a labyrinth, Onto a assortment of delicate tender petals, What mortals desired in inundating taints In their fut

Black rose //Captioned// Furtive motive travailed in a labyrinth, Onto a assortment of delicate tender petals, What mortals desired in inundating taints In their fut

Chitra Iyer

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What is Poetry? #wcdefinepoem There is an unmistakable rhythm in the cosmos Every living cell seems to flow seamlessly Matching the cosmic rhythmic flow o

What is Poetry? #wcdefinepoem There is an unmistakable rhythm in the cosmos Every living cell seems to flow seamlessly Matching the cosmic rhythmic flow o

Suranya

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Coming Back To You **Coming Back To You** by Suranya Sengupta She burnt in rage, Fire engulfed her soul. Her body charred With the guilt that rose. The onloo

Coming Back To You **Coming Back To You** by Suranya Sengupta She burnt in rage, Fire engulfed her soul. Her body charred With the guilt that rose. The onloo

Black Guy

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The lilac sky in hues of pale blues Crying each day for desserts In the deserted lost town . Under the lamp post of hopes I still stand among castigated parchments. Those were dreams that I weaved . The winter has come, With my balmy breaths I am counting On my fingers some days of spring. Reminiscing the lush green expanse, This everlasting cold has choked the life. //Caption Caption, TionCap// //reposting my old poems, OG readers 🤫// Read here The lilac sky in hues of pale blues Crying each day for desserts In the deserted l

The lilac sky in hues of pale blues Crying each day for desserts In the deserted lost town . Under the lamp post of hopes I still stand among castigated parchments. Those were dreams that I weaved . The winter has come, With my balmy breaths I am counting On my fingers some days of spring. Reminiscing the lush green expanse, This everlasting cold has choked the life. //Caption Caption, TionCap// //reposting my old poems, OG readers 🤫// Read here The lilac sky in hues of pale blues Crying each day for desserts In the deserted l

Kajori Parial

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You are chosen (Genre:Mystery) ******************* "If you are reading this, then you are chosen" The letter head was in royal blue with two letters embossed in golden 'I' and 'A'. No address, no contact details...He turned it overleaf... The familiar pungent smell of the paper was there. But there was another smell, subdued. It seemed that he had smelled it before but where? ----Full story in caption---- You are chosen (Genre:Mystery) Buddy Mantra [NB: All the characters are fictional and if any resemblance found in any form that will be pur

You are chosen (Genre:Mystery) ******************* "If you are reading this, then you are chosen" The letter head was in royal blue with two letters embossed in golden 'I' and 'A'. No address, no contact details...He turned it overleaf... The familiar pungent smell of the paper was there. But there was another smell, subdued. It seemed that he had smelled it before but where? ----Full story in caption---- You are chosen (Genre:Mystery) Buddy Mantra [NB: All the characters are fictional and if any resemblance found in any form that will be pur