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Arpit Singh
★The Winter★ A frozen flake A pearly dew-drop A rupturing haze Welcomes The Winter... A lethal leaf A lazy sleep A bird's early home Welcomes The Winter... A jacketed human An early sunset A silenced apex Welcomes The Winter... #naturediariesbyarpit #love(same,mentioned below👇) #nature #winter #justme #yqbaba ★The Winter★
Meera Ali
Under moon's cloak Sun surrendered Inhaling the darkness Gasping for air To breath out An ode to night Lamenting the The voices Of werewolfs and dark lady On the same note Melancholically Sighing the shadows Of love birds Once drifted apart From the shore While sending The letters To their beloved Making the water salty While gulping down The pearly tears. Under moon's cloak Sun surrendered Inhaling the darkness Gasping for air To breath out An ode to night Lamenting the The voices
Arpit Singh
The new wit The new mood The new good And awesomeness Okay! I backed my energy... The floating cloud The pearly droplets The Shining Cony leaves And delightful Okay! I restored my potential... The smiling sun The crystal clear water The lightning fish wings And autumn beauty Okay! I enjoyed my skills... The bye-2 rains The Lap of the hills The Mysterious cave And Adventure fun Okay! I grabbed maximum happiness... #naturediariesbyarpit #love#nature(Same mentioned below 👇) #Justme#YQbaba P.C- #self Location- #shillong °°°The Beauty of Shillong°°°
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[ Recreated in the caption] 🖤🖤 It's been so long since I tried to walk hand in hand with my words, cuddling the tiny palms with the warm kisses of personifications, wa
Meera Ali
Your words are still waiting to get caught in my eyes, forever, since the bygone winter's they hold in them. I calm them with my summers. (Read caption).... Your words are still waiting to get caught in my eyes, forever, since the bygone winter's they hold in them. I calm them with my summers. t
Meera Ali
Maybe someday black and white won't be enough to hide scars Like separation of light From darkness, Inviting the impulses to feel the warmth to fly high beneath my feets, like Swimming against the tides Pitching flutes rythm On the highest note and dropping the broken brooks In the isle of pearly treasure escaping drops of pain Outside the walls of an unknown city. Maybe someday black and white won't be enough to hide scars Like separation of light From darkness, Inviting the impulses to feel the warm