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#nojoto#shopping#style It's a wrap! Our unique collections of scarves are designed to be versatile and stylish. Flaunting a floral print am

#nojoto#shopping#style It's a wrap! Our unique collections of scarves are designed to be versatile and stylish. Flaunting a floral print am

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brick walled, But walls adorning our fame and shame - photo framed. Home is not wooden furnitured, But furnitures witnessing our meeting and parting - drama staged. Home is not decorative cutlery, But cutleries satiating our hungers and relations - potluck shared. Home is not designer roofed, But roofs sheltering our loved and nurtured - families amalgamated. Home is not brick walled, But walls adorning our fame and shame - photo framed. Home is not wooden furnitured, But furnit

brick walled, But walls adorning our fame and shame - photo framed. Home is not wooden furnitured, But furnitures witnessing our meeting and parting - drama staged. Home is not decorative cutlery, But cutleries satiating our hungers and relations - potluck shared. Home is not designer roofed, But roofs sheltering our loved and nurtured - families amalgamated. Home is not brick walled, But walls adorning our fame and shame - photo framed. Home is not wooden furnitured, But furnit

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We're massacres, we're ruins. We're catastrophes, cloaked in sins. //caption// We're massacres, we're ruins. We're catastrophes, cloaked in sins. We're love made human, and flesh made real.

We're massacres, we're ruins. We're catastrophes, cloaked in sins. //caption// We're massacres, we're ruins. We're catastrophes, cloaked in sins. We're love made human, and flesh made real.

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Perhaps, they were finding themselves in the amalgamated shelves of other, combined with the rustic books placed on the moon's lap. .......... (Caption) Is there any love left on the edge of ocean meeting the sunflower by the past grievances of falling dead poetries finding the pearl in the

Perhaps, they were finding themselves in the amalgamated shelves of other, combined with the rustic books placed on the moon's lap. .......... (Caption) Is there any love left on the edge of ocean meeting the sunflower by the past grievances of falling dead poetries finding the pearl in the

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// STITCHING BITES AND PIECES OF TRUST // (Captioned) This afternoon I was sitting in my armchair with the bits and pieces of my trust which was lying on floor. Poor me! Couldn't control my

// STITCHING BITES AND PIECES OF TRUST // (Captioned) This afternoon I was sitting in my armchair with the bits and pieces of my trust which was lying on floor. Poor me! Couldn't control my

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Writer - Creator of their life; Always reaching their soul. Today is international writer's day. Writer- Creator of their life; Always reaching their soul. The best part of being a writer is that you

Writer - Creator of their life; Always reaching their soul. Today is international writer's day. Writer- Creator of their life; Always reaching their soul. The best part of being a writer is that you

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*Of Anagapesis and Laconic Love* Those poems shine in dern- The darkness of my own fears, A sciamachy rides me, as I sit To write another laconic poem, With my black ink of grief, on The pages of a withered petal Of red rose which was our love. Laconic love. Anagapesis. Period. //Caption *Of Anagapesis and Laconic Love* Why do I feel like a poem incomplete, left to rust, by the agents of time and love and oblivion? Why d

*Of Anagapesis and Laconic Love* Those poems shine in dern- The darkness of my own fears, A sciamachy rides me, as I sit To write another laconic poem, With my black ink of grief, on The pages of a withered petal Of red rose which was our love. Laconic love. Anagapesis. Period. //Caption *Of Anagapesis and Laconic Love* Why do I feel like a poem incomplete, left to rust, by the agents of time and love and oblivion? Why d

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Oh, we proclaim this and that-- Hellbent on enacting our jingoistic schemes; Woe to those who won't heed our summons; Pity, as well, to those who smell alien to us. (CAPTION) "Crusaders For Peace" We get into war-- A war that's aimed to eradicate unbelievers Or, mayhap, enlighten the minds of infidels. Hence, we

Oh, we proclaim this and that-- Hellbent on enacting our jingoistic schemes; Woe to those who won't heed our summons; Pity, as well, to those who smell alien to us. (CAPTION) "Crusaders For Peace" We get into war-- A war that's aimed to eradicate unbelievers Or, mayhap, enlighten the minds of infidels. Hence, we

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Trees are heart of Earth syncing It's breath each moment with Rhythm of birds chirping, Surrounded by dancing Hues of vast sky, It's root are like purkinje fibres Synchronising all contractions And purifying the air with Pleasant fragrance of liveliness. Why Earth is so different and dear To solar system is because of the heaven Flourishing by the greens and the Looped roots deep inside the soil Holding Earth to continue its love Love for the magical sky, Always kissing through blissful rain Making everyone fall in love with The incomparable fragrance of petrichor. (Caption) Trees are heart of Earth syncing It's breath each moment with Rhythm of birds chirping, Surrounded by dancing Hues of vast sky, It's root a

Trees are heart of Earth syncing It's breath each moment with Rhythm of birds chirping, Surrounded by dancing Hues of vast sky, It's root are like purkinje fibres Synchronising all contractions And purifying the air with Pleasant fragrance of liveliness. Why Earth is so different and dear To solar system is because of the heaven Flourishing by the greens and the Looped roots deep inside the soil Holding Earth to continue its love Love for the magical sky, Always kissing through blissful rain Making everyone fall in love with The incomparable fragrance of petrichor. (Caption) Trees are heart of Earth syncing It's breath each moment with Rhythm of birds chirping, Surrounded by dancing Hues of vast sky, It's root a

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What makes emptiness alive? (Read Caption) I am deprived of emotions, it's like a sale and I am sitting on a weighing machine trying to balance things out, for the sake of feeling thi

What makes emptiness alive? (Read Caption) I am deprived of emotions, it's like a sale and I am sitting on a weighing machine trying to balance things out, for the sake of feeling thi