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फांसी दो अक्षर का शब्द फांसी, कितना अजीब है ना, खुद लगाओ तो आत्महत्या बन जाती है, कोई ओर दे तो हत्या , और कानून दे तो न्याय बन जाता है ।। # GALLOWS

फांसी दो अक्षर का शब्द फांसी, कितना अजीब है ना, खुद लगाओ तो आत्महत्या बन जाती है, कोई ओर दे तो हत्या , और कानून दे तो न्याय बन जाता है ।। # GALLOWS

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ज़िंदगी के बाजार में , सबसे सस्ते, ख्वाहिशों के कफ़न होते हैं ... जो ना जाने कब से मन की ज़मीन में दफन होते हैं । Thanks for inviting collab ........................................... सूली -gallows 👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇 Note - comment box open only for a day. #

ज़िंदगी के बाजार में , सबसे सस्ते, ख्वाहिशों के कफ़न होते हैं ... जो ना जाने कब से मन की ज़मीन में दफन होते हैं । Thanks for inviting collab ........................................... सूली -gallows 👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇👇 Note - comment box open only for a day. #

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This world, you see, is made up of people who are either the sunflowers or the stars. The stars are praised for their sacrifice of hanging onto the gallows, throughout their lives. And, the sunflowers are praised for being ready for a similar fate, trailing the footsteps of a star. This world, you see, is made up of people who are either the sunflowers or the stars.

This world, you see, is made up of people who are either the sunflowers or the stars. The stars are praised for their sacrifice of hanging onto the gallows, throughout their lives. And, the sunflowers are praised for being ready for a similar fate, trailing the footsteps of a star. This world, you see, is made up of people who are either the sunflowers or the stars.

Smruti Ranjan Mohanty

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THE JOURNEY-8 Your gloomy face and melancholic eyes tell it Your values are on the gallows My helpless fatherhood, not in control Preceding the cyclone, the silence, the speechless you, and me the vanquished, before the war begins. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© ଯାତ୍ରା-8 ତମ ହାଡ଼ୁଆ ମୁହଁ ଆଉ ନିର୍ବାକ ଚାହାଣି ଫାସୀ ଖୁଣ୍ଟରେ ଝୁଲୁଥିବା ତମ ସଂସ୍କାର ମୋ କର୍ତ୍ତୃତ୍ଵହୀନ ଅସହାୟ ପିତୃତ୍ୱ ବାତ୍ୟା ପୂର୍ବର ନୀରବତା ଭିତରେ ନିଶବ୍ଦ ତମେ ଆଉ ଯୁଦ୍ଧ ପୂର୍ବରୁ ବିଧ୍ଵସ୍ତ ମୁଁ ସ୍ମୃତି ରଞ୍ଜନ ମହାନ୍ତି© ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #RailTrack THE JOURNEY-8 Your gloomy face and melancholic eyes tell it Your values are on the gallows My helpless fatherhood, not in contro

THE JOURNEY-8 Your gloomy face and melancholic eyes tell it Your values are on the gallows My helpless fatherhood, not in control Preceding the cyclone, the silence, the speechless you, and me the vanquished, before the war begins. Smruti Ranjan Mohanty© ଯାତ୍ରା-8 ତମ ହାଡ଼ୁଆ ମୁହଁ ଆଉ ନିର୍ବାକ ଚାହାଣି ଫାସୀ ଖୁଣ୍ଟରେ ଝୁଲୁଥିବା ତମ ସଂସ୍କାର ମୋ କର୍ତ୍ତୃତ୍ଵହୀନ ଅସହାୟ ପିତୃତ୍ୱ ବାତ୍ୟା ପୂର୍ବର ନୀରବତା ଭିତରେ ନିଶବ୍ଦ ତମେ ଆଉ ଯୁଦ୍ଧ ପୂର୍ବରୁ ବିଧ୍ଵସ୍ତ ମୁଁ ସ୍ମୃତି ରଞ୍ଜନ ମହାନ୍ତି© ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #RailTrack THE JOURNEY-8 Your gloomy face and melancholic eyes tell it Your values are on the gallows My helpless fatherhood, not in contro

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" The Prisoner " (CAPTION) "The Prisoner" In the prison We behold what real pain is Ostracized to chains Bondage his fate Bruised and brutalised Treated with anim

" The Prisoner " (CAPTION) "The Prisoner" In the prison We behold what real pain is Ostracized to chains Bondage his fate Bruised and brutalised Treated with anim

Aarchi Advani Saini

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They Do Not Guess (About Mental Illness) They do not guess how early on In our tortured, wasted life-voyages The prayers must change, or come to damage, And burn the gold patients away; How soon those giddy pleading eyes begin To flit, but not see. Childishly, they Resist, blink, through kicking kinkered breaths Of time. Crows fly, berate. Night Each winter, hordes the past. A bright Pittance of healing screws slaps the insane Groan-gridded ground; and up from masks, Grey friendless maddened pupils flame, Washing true identity away. O, now, crawling in the gallows of An emptied, endless grave, blue laughs Star-sadden the eyries of a busted brain; Above these traps of misery, Only rectitude remains. Minds have transposed sin into Closed coops. Their aimless impropriety Has barely come to mean anything; And our most manic, utmost wish is What will survive us is purely dust. ©Aarchi Advani They Do Not Guess (About Mental Illness) They do not guess how early on In our tortured, wasted life-voyages The prayers must change, or co

They Do Not Guess (About Mental Illness) They do not guess how early on In our tortured, wasted life-voyages The prayers must change, or come to damage, And burn the gold patients away; How soon those giddy pleading eyes begin To flit, but not see. Childishly, they Resist, blink, through kicking kinkered breaths Of time. Crows fly, berate. Night Each winter, hordes the past. A bright Pittance of healing screws slaps the insane Groan-gridded ground; and up from masks, Grey friendless maddened pupils flame, Washing true identity away. O, now, crawling in the gallows of An emptied, endless grave, blue laughs Star-sadden the eyries of a busted brain; Above these traps of misery, Only rectitude remains. Minds have transposed sin into Closed coops. Their aimless impropriety Has barely come to mean anything; And our most manic, utmost wish is What will survive us is purely dust. ©Aarchi Advani They Do Not Guess (About Mental Illness) They do not guess how early on In our tortured, wasted life-voyages The prayers must change, or co

Dr. Ernest Salami

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Does a spirit die? A second time? Read on in the caption... Does a spirit die? A second time? Like a sheep to the slaughter He is lured like a young happy antelope Being led to the traps set for him

Does a spirit die? A second time? Read on in the caption... Does a spirit die? A second time? Like a sheep to the slaughter He is lured like a young happy antelope Being led to the traps set for him

Amandeep Singh (Aman behar)

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Aman said something very good ... (some were sitting in the door) Aman said something very good ... (some were sitting in the door) Inside the inside, What is the silence that is what we feel like They were

Aman said something very good ... (some were sitting in the door) Aman said something very good ... (some were sitting in the door) Inside the inside, What is the silence that is what we feel like They were

Simmi Arora

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"RISING UP FROM THE SHALLOWS" (caption) (poem) "RISING UP FROM THE SHALLOWS" Rising up from the shallows, To the bride's guardians, the dowry system was just like harsh arrows! We used t

"RISING UP FROM THE SHALLOWS" (caption) (poem) "RISING UP FROM THE SHALLOWS" Rising up from the shallows, To the bride's guardians, the dowry system was just like harsh arrows! We used t