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Like an incomplete chapter of a tale, till eternity, our love will prevail. Unwritten, yet beautifully defined, kept apart, yet quietly twined. #twined #yqbaba #musings #yqpoetry #yqpoem #love #lostlove #thoughts

Like an incomplete chapter of a tale, till eternity, our love will prevail. Unwritten, yet beautifully defined, kept apart, yet quietly twined. #twined #yqbaba #musings #yqpoetry #yqpoem #love #lostlove #thoughts

Komal Sharma Gupta

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Like twine to a kite, be my lifeline. Twine, be mine. #onelineproposal #tejaswiniaura #amwriting #oneliners #yqbaba #yqquotes #fun #words

Like twine to a kite, be my lifeline. Twine, be mine. #onelineproposal #tejaswiniaura #amwriting #oneliners #yqbaba #yqquotes #fun #words

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I’m so tangled up in blue But everything looks grey. It’s not too black nor A lucid or off-white; A blend of both Maybe a lot of black I would say. //continue A little long than usual series: 26 #longthanusual I’m so tangled up in blue But everything looks grey. It’s not too black nor A lucid o

I’m so tangled up in blue But everything looks grey. It’s not too black nor A lucid or off-white; A blend of both Maybe a lot of black I would say. //continue A little long than usual series: 26 #longthanusual I’m so tangled up in blue But everything looks grey. It’s not too black nor A lucid o

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ঘটি- জলের পোকা বলো, আর যাই বলো, চিংড়ি খেতে বাবা, ইলিশের মত অত জ্বালা নেই। বাঙাল- কও কি! তোমার তো ইলিশের পেটি ফেভারিট! ঘটি- মিথ্যে কথা বলবো না, খেতে তো দারুন লাগে, কিন্তু ওই অগুনতি কাঁটা নিয়ে আর পারা যায় না। খেয়ে কোনো সুখই নেই। ধুর! বাঙাল- আরেহ! আসল সুখ কও, বা আনন্দ, সে তো এমনেই আসে। অনেকখানি স্ট্রাগল লাগে, এট্টুহানি অতৃপ্তি আসে ঠিকই, তবে সাথে সাথে আসে অনেকখানি পরিতৃপ্তি, বুঝলা? Joy and woe are woven fine, A clothing for the soul divine; Under every grief and pine Runs a joy with silken twine. It is right it sh

ঘটি- জলের পোকা বলো, আর যাই বলো, চিংড়ি খেতে বাবা, ইলিশের মত অত জ্বালা নেই। বাঙাল- কও কি! তোমার তো ইলিশের পেটি ফেভারিট! ঘটি- মিথ্যে কথা বলবো না, খেতে তো দারুন লাগে, কিন্তু ওই অগুনতি কাঁটা নিয়ে আর পারা যায় না। খেয়ে কোনো সুখই নেই। ধুর! বাঙাল- আরেহ! আসল সুখ কও, বা আনন্দ, সে তো এমনেই আসে। অনেকখানি স্ট্রাগল লাগে, এট্টুহানি অতৃপ্তি আসে ঠিকই, তবে সাথে সাথে আসে অনেকখানি পরিতৃপ্তি, বুঝলা? Joy and woe are woven fine, A clothing for the soul divine; Under every grief and pine Runs a joy with silken twine. It is right it sh

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The world is not in my hand But I have your hand on mine The world is too dark But still I used to shine You are my soul's heart Living without you, I can't imagine All the demons are making home After talking to you, it is dyin' I don't need you But you are my joy's sign When my wound is hidden from you You used to quietly wrap the spline The thread of care and love among us I will never break that twine The world is too dark But I used to shine... The world is not in my hand But I have your hand on mine The world is too dark But still I used to shine You are my soul's heart Live withou

The world is not in my hand But I have your hand on mine The world is too dark But still I used to shine You are my soul's heart Living without you, I can't imagine All the demons are making home After talking to you, it is dyin' I don't need you But you are my joy's sign When my wound is hidden from you You used to quietly wrap the spline The thread of care and love among us I will never break that twine The world is too dark But I used to shine... The world is not in my hand But I have your hand on mine The world is too dark But still I used to shine You are my soul's heart Live withou

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One open drawer. //(In caption)// One open drawer. A very small piece of paper used to write even numbers. A watch, Broken. Time,12:34. AM or PM? A small role of green twine

One open drawer. //(In caption)// One open drawer. A very small piece of paper used to write even numbers. A watch, Broken. Time,12:34. AM or PM? A small role of green twine

Saatyaki S/o Seshendra Sharma

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THE BURNING SUN I am the drop of sweat, I am the sun Rising from the hills of human

THE BURNING SUN I am the drop of sweat, I am the sun Rising from the hills of human

Hari Varma

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Weird I felt waking up on sand My face and hands dug in sand Fingers searched for something in sand Smelt like a burning oven of sand It was hot, terribly hot like desert sand Eyes were heavy, limbs were in pain Half of my body under great strain My chest felt tight As if tied with a twine That passed from front to back And through my chest Through a hole that was drilled through my chest Painful it was in body and mind Beyond imagination by a sane mind Where am I? I tried to remember; tried very hard. Strained to lift my head and to open my eyes. Am I in the middle of some desert? All I could see was miles of yellow sand Neither even a plant nor tree Broke the flow of the rolling dunes Sky was pale blue, plane and clear Not even a piece of cloud, Even to break the monotonous gradient blue! Yellow sands and blue sky! (read more in caption) The anatomy of a heartbreak Weird I felt waking up on sand My face and hands dug in sand Fingers searched for something in sand Smelt like

Weird I felt waking up on sand My face and hands dug in sand Fingers searched for something in sand Smelt like a burning oven of sand It was hot, terribly hot like desert sand Eyes were heavy, limbs were in pain Half of my body under great strain My chest felt tight As if tied with a twine That passed from front to back And through my chest Through a hole that was drilled through my chest Painful it was in body and mind Beyond imagination by a sane mind Where am I? I tried to remember; tried very hard. Strained to lift my head and to open my eyes. Am I in the middle of some desert? All I could see was miles of yellow sand Neither even a plant nor tree Broke the flow of the rolling dunes Sky was pale blue, plane and clear Not even a piece of cloud, Even to break the monotonous gradient blue! Yellow sands and blue sky! (read more in caption) The anatomy of a heartbreak Weird I felt waking up on sand My face and hands dug in sand Fingers searched for something in sand Smelt like