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Wrinkles hold brooks, our love is the light, intact naughtiness, carbon dioxide. Flowers reign our resilient womb. We, evergreen duo. _____

Wrinkles hold brooks, our love is the light, intact naughtiness, carbon dioxide. Flowers reign our resilient womb. We, evergreen duo. _____

Mon🎼oon Nayak🥀

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// WHAT IF? // (When everything is falling apart) *Do read the caption!!!* What if There's no spring rain or no autumn moon What if There's no west breeze or no cloudy June What if There's no starry nights or littl

// WHAT IF? // (When everything is falling apart) *Do read the caption!!!* What if There's no spring rain or no autumn moon What if There's no west breeze or no cloudy June What if There's no starry nights or littl

Komal Sharma Gupta

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Start to the end poem Napowrimo Day 20 Challenge. Read the caption below Start, said the lines, meander past letter fields, talk to the babbling brooks, many a story hide in their swirling nooks, listen to the se

Start to the end poem Napowrimo Day 20 Challenge. Read the caption below Start, said the lines, meander past letter fields, talk to the babbling brooks, many a story hide in their swirling nooks, listen to the se

Meera Ali

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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

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

Sweta

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There were times when the sheerly shattered me seeks for a shelter. Far from the madding hustles, Away from the vexing bustles. It's indeed you, O' nature Who welcomes the shattered me Spreading your arms, Comforting with your mother-like lap. 《Refer to Caption》 There were times when sheerly shattered me seeks for a shelter. Far from the madding hustles, Away from the vexing bustles. It's indeed you

There were times when the sheerly shattered me seeks for a shelter. Far from the madding hustles, Away from the vexing bustles. It's indeed you, O' nature Who welcomes the shattered me Spreading your arms, Comforting with your mother-like lap. 《Refer to Caption》 There were times when sheerly shattered me seeks for a shelter. Far from the madding hustles, Away from the vexing bustles. It's indeed you

Meera Ali

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My nameless identity. (Read Caption) Hold me! I am falling. My apologies died in a car crash, and no more I say sorry. I complete myself with the bruises of bygones. I taught m

My nameless identity. (Read Caption) Hold me! I am falling. My apologies died in a car crash, and no more I say sorry. I complete myself with the bruises of bygones. I taught m

Meera Ali

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When moon layered his mouth with her sea. (Read caption) breeze touched the tresses as he whispered, love making into her eyebrows. they fell down leaving the blushed eyes, his lips held them kissi

When moon layered his mouth with her sea. (Read caption) breeze touched the tresses as he whispered, love making into her eyebrows. they fell down leaving the blushed eyes, his lips held them kissi

Bharath Nandibhatla

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Tides and currents lured me. But the backwaters cured me. (Full poem in caption...) \\Backwaters *--*--*--*--* I met him again, Sir Verseworth... this time, sailing on the backwaters. He lives right by this part of the rive

Tides and currents lured me. But the backwaters cured me. (Full poem in caption...) \\Backwaters *--*--*--*--* I met him again, Sir Verseworth... this time, sailing on the backwaters. He lives right by this part of the rive

Somya Baranwal

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In the spotlight of days, count your blessings, the satiate of beauty, satire of laughter, troop of happiness, chimes of glory, bliss of the moment. Bliss of the moment.. 💓 Once upon a time, the colly bird whose imagination delve into her bliss, bustle into an unending satire of laugh

In the spotlight of days, count your blessings, the satiate of beauty, satire of laughter, troop of happiness, chimes of glory, bliss of the moment. Bliss of the moment.. 💓 Once upon a time, the colly bird whose imagination delve into her bliss, bustle into an unending satire of laugh

Meera Ali

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with the stars I found hidden under the tresses of your skin, when you told the moon, "How terrible it makes you feel at night, when it leave the conversation incomplete and slumber off your desires" (Read Caption) I want to be in love with the stars I found hidden under the tresses of your skin, when you told the moon, "How terrible it makes you feel

with the stars I found hidden under the tresses of your skin, when you told the moon, "How terrible it makes you feel at night, when it leave the conversation incomplete and slumber off your desires" (Read Caption) I want to be in love with the stars I found hidden under the tresses of your skin, when you told the moon, "How terrible it makes you feel