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Chirasree Banerjee

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Flow flow flow along the rhythm and beat that of the universe beating in our absolute sense of being.Singing in the glory of evolution,swaying to the formation of but new founded state of existence in each layer as it halts in junctions of our being creating the experiences of life. Flow flow flow along the rhythm and beat that of the universe beating in our absolute sense of being.Singing in the glory of evolution,swayi

Flow flow flow along the rhythm and beat that of the universe beating in our absolute sense of being.Singing in the glory of evolution,swaying to the formation of but new founded state of existence in each layer as it halts in junctions of our being creating the experiences of life. Flow flow flow along the rhythm and beat that of the universe beating in our absolute sense of being.Singing in the glory of evolution,swayi

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A Path is intrinsically beautiful, has no use if not leading through. Path made through hills with patience, cut & chiselled with their innocence, care, hardships & tolerance...! among all this lost gratitude, time ate up the decency. Path is now all ready, but, if no man walks, none to accompany, no holding hands, no rainy day halts. Gratitude ................. A Path is intrinsically beautiful, has no use if not leading through. Path made through hills with patience, c

A Path is intrinsically beautiful, has no use if not leading through. Path made through hills with patience, cut & chiselled with their innocence, care, hardships & tolerance...! among all this lost gratitude, time ate up the decency. Path is now all ready, but, if no man walks, none to accompany, no holding hands, no rainy day halts. Gratitude ................. A Path is intrinsically beautiful, has no use if not leading through. Path made through hills with patience, c

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// Forgetfulness // (captioned) "Searching certainty in uncertainty for all things fall accordingly" When there is burden time senses its limit but when we are free bird

// Forgetfulness // (captioned) "Searching certainty in uncertainty for all things fall accordingly" When there is burden time senses its limit but when we are free bird

Dr. Maroof Pall

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MACHINE: I oil it every morning To make it give more mileage To yield more and most I could I make the engine run without breaks Almost on every road, every way Being careless about ups or downs I overload it, with more accelerator Par the prescribed gears I make the

MACHINE: I oil it every morning To make it give more mileage To yield more and most I could I make the engine run without breaks Almost on every road, every way Being careless about ups or downs I overload it, with more accelerator Par the prescribed gears I make the

Sunil Solanki

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Victory is an achievement over others, Success is when you conquer your ownself. (pls read caption) " The day would come, the bullet will be fired, And the race will begin. Thousands would rush, and at the end one will win, defeating

Victory is an achievement over others, Success is when you conquer your ownself. (pls read caption) " The day would come, the bullet will be fired, And the race will begin. Thousands would rush, and at the end one will win, defeating

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A cry that drowned the anxious wails of a mother... The slow muffled breaths that tore a mother's heart apart.... LIFE... should it be hopeful or happy?? It is a Quest and a Quiz! Welcome to the day 1 of #NaPoWriMo or the National Poetry Writing Month i.e April. Here's your first prompt. Write a poem that begins with

A cry that drowned the anxious wails of a mother... The slow muffled breaths that tore a mother's heart apart.... LIFE... should it be hopeful or happy?? It is a Quest and a Quiz! Welcome to the day 1 of #NaPoWriMo or the National Poetry Writing Month i.e April. Here's your first prompt. Write a poem that begins with

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Telesa, Can you hear the pitter-patter Of the screaming rain? In your heart of hearts, Can you digress the meaning Behind each drop, it gives? (CAPTION) Telesa: "Towards You" Telesa, Can you hear the pitter-patter Of the screaming rain? In your heart of hearts, Can you digress the meaning Be

Telesa, Can you hear the pitter-patter Of the screaming rain? In your heart of hearts, Can you digress the meaning Behind each drop, it gives? (CAPTION) Telesa: "Towards You" Telesa, Can you hear the pitter-patter Of the screaming rain? In your heart of hearts, Can you digress the meaning Be

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•Unsteady psyche• On the floor, adorned With blood and gore, I leave my soul, bare For everything is fair, When one is about to tear, The psyche that's tipsified By gloom and doom, By hope and love, By all that's absent. //Unsteady Psyche// I await for the daylight To seep through the door- The fragmented door; It halts midway. I yelp and weep, Scathe and so

•Unsteady psyche• On the floor, adorned With blood and gore, I leave my soul, bare For everything is fair, When one is about to tear, The psyche that's tipsified By gloom and doom, By hope and love, By all that's absent. //Unsteady Psyche// I await for the daylight To seep through the door- The fragmented door; It halts midway. I yelp and weep, Scathe and so

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I wander not as lonely as clouds but as peacefully as the undulating waves, never does my love halts like the frozen stars but shifts from the love pools in summers to the decourous soul of hills, from the beauty unlined amidst cocoons of butterflies to the unidentified indent of the earthworms in the soil, breaking down lumps of soil for the tree's roots to breath, freely. The dew of the grass penetrates deep within my cloistered heart and provides solitude cum joy as of the castle in Spain. I touch the trunk of the century-old tree which resides in front of my home, it looks at me with copper eyes and smiles by unfolding its bud. Each ray of the Sun, the scars of the Moon, the petrichor of the rain, the dance of the clouds, song of the birds, the symphony of river water, the cuddling of worms, the falling of leaves - all of it has become an addictive regimen of mine. Amidst nature. With nature. In Mother Nature. For a better read : I wander not as lonely as clouds but as peacefully as the undulating waves, never does my love halts like the frozen st

I wander not as lonely as clouds but as peacefully as the undulating waves, never does my love halts like the frozen stars but shifts from the love pools in summers to the decourous soul of hills, from the beauty unlined amidst cocoons of butterflies to the unidentified indent of the earthworms in the soil, breaking down lumps of soil for the tree's roots to breath, freely. The dew of the grass penetrates deep within my cloistered heart and provides solitude cum joy as of the castle in Spain. I touch the trunk of the century-old tree which resides in front of my home, it looks at me with copper eyes and smiles by unfolding its bud. Each ray of the Sun, the scars of the Moon, the petrichor of the rain, the dance of the clouds, song of the birds, the symphony of river water, the cuddling of worms, the falling of leaves - all of it has become an addictive regimen of mine. Amidst nature. With nature. In Mother Nature. For a better read : I wander not as lonely as clouds but as peacefully as the undulating waves, never does my love halts like the frozen st

Chitra Iyer

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If you wanna meet me.. #cinemagraph #yqbaba #chitswisdom If you wanna meet me, meet me at the threshold of I and you where exists a void that shalt reveal me to y

If you wanna meet me.. #cinemagraph #yqbaba #chitswisdom If you wanna meet me, meet me at the threshold of I and you where exists a void that shalt reveal me to y