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Rohan

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#poem #hindipoem #romance #love #belonging

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Bharath Nandibhatla

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I'm a house of salt in a torrent. Your deluge of emotions, your flood of tears, they dissolve me alike. I can't please anyone, I'm no sugar. I'm not sweet. I'm just salt, that dissolves and yet fills the sea within you. See #House to read the prequel. :) House of salt

I'm a house of salt in a torrent. Your deluge of emotions, your flood of tears, they dissolve me alike. I can't please anyone, I'm no sugar. I'm not sweet. I'm just salt, that dissolves and yet fills the sea within you. See #House to read the prequel. :) House of salt

Bharath Nandibhatla

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I'm a house of wax in a flare. Your raging wrath, your hugs' warmth, they melt me alike. I can't be thawed, I'm no ice. I'm not cold. I'm just wax, that melts and yet fuels the fire within you. #House House of wax

I'm a house of wax in a flare. Your raging wrath, your hugs' warmth, they melt me alike. I can't be thawed, I'm no ice. I'm not cold. I'm just wax, that melts and yet fuels the fire within you. #House House of wax

Akshay Vasu

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At the end of that road, there was a house. I had heard that the people who went inside it would never return. And that always made me crave to know what lies inside it. I always used to begin my journey towards that house, but I used to stop myself halfway and hide, watching the ones who started the journey with me vanish behind that door forever. When I began to believe that I can never see what is in there, a butterfly sat on my shoulder. The beauty of which took my breath away and my heart craved for it. All I know is running behind it once it flew, and it took me inside the same home I had always feared to enter.  - Akshay Vasu The house at the end of the road #house #akshayvasu #search #fears #butterfly #life

At the end of that road, there was a house. I had heard that the people who went inside it would never return. And that always made me crave to know what lies inside it. I always used to begin my journey towards that house, but I used to stop myself halfway and hide, watching the ones who started the journey with me vanish behind that door forever. When I began to believe that I can never see what is in there, a butterfly sat on my shoulder. The beauty of which took my breath away and my heart craved for it. All I know is running behind it once it flew, and it took me inside the same home I had always feared to enter.  - Akshay Vasu The house at the end of the road #house #akshayvasu #search #fears #butterfly #life

Manmohan Dheer

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If I be there alone If I became bone Eternal peace long End to The eternity Graves are pure enough To be with the whole With no belongings..... . Dheer Belonging

If I be there alone If I became bone Eternal peace long End to The eternity Graves are pure enough To be with the whole With no belongings..... . Dheer Belonging

Aditya Kumar Bharti

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कोई मुझे दिलों में उतरने का हुनर तो बताओ। मैं मंजिल तक पहुंचु पहले कोई दिलों का घर तो दिखाओ।। आदित्य कुमार भारती #The house of heart#हृदय का घर

कोई मुझे दिलों में उतरने का हुनर तो बताओ। मैं मंजिल तक पहुंचु पहले कोई दिलों का घर तो दिखाओ।। आदित्य कुमार भारती #The house of heart#हृदय का घर

Prahelika

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Beside those premises there stalls a desolate house, I wonder how the owner would have purchased it out; The house though rest unused throughout the days, Shadowed by the thickets that have crammed its way. It features so ugly as it could be, With the branches resting blindly on it; The doors and windows that are hooked up, With no sunrays piercing to light it at first. The owner though rarely comes for a visit, I wonder what he has to detect inside it; The curious trespassers who pass along its way, Gasping and wondering how nasty it remain its place. ©Prahelika Sen The Lifeless house #House

Beside those premises there stalls a desolate house, I wonder how the owner would have purchased it out; The house though rest unused throughout the days, Shadowed by the thickets that have crammed its way. It features so ugly as it could be, With the branches resting blindly on it; The doors and windows that are hooked up, With no sunrays piercing to light it at first. The owner though rarely comes for a visit, I wonder what he has to detect inside it; The curious trespassers who pass along its way, Gasping and wondering how nasty it remain its place. ©Prahelika Sen The Lifeless house #House

Diwa

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Let's be with those Who want to be with us-- Who don't treat us Like trash. "Belonging" #Belonging #diwa #kwentongdiwa #cinemagraph #yqbaba

Let's be with those Who want to be with us-- Who don't treat us Like trash. "Belonging" #Belonging #diwa #kwentongdiwa #cinemagraph #yqbaba