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........and for his lilacs, She returned him a beautiful bouquet of daffodils with yellow Roses.... lilacs-symbolises first love daffodils-symbolises unrequited love yellow roses-guven for apologies #nojoto #incomplete #love #quotes #feelin

........and for his lilacs, She returned him a beautiful bouquet of daffodils with yellow Roses.... lilacs-symbolises first love daffodils-symbolises unrequited love yellow roses-guven for apologies #nojoto #incomplete #love #quotes #feelin

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she carries the seasons inside her soul, and you can just wait around to see her lilacs blossom. You couldn't hold her longer than the flakes melting on uneven pattern of your palms, the rain drops dripping from the window sills, and

she carries the seasons inside her soul, and you can just wait around to see her lilacs blossom. You couldn't hold her longer than the flakes melting on uneven pattern of your palms, the rain drops dripping from the window sills, and

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One afferent fight, All my voices shriek and screech, Tearing apart past and future, Present strolls fencing around and about. Another dark night, Nothing is in straight line, Lullaby and the lilacs.. Peacocks and poetries.. Raindrops silenced echoes of Strom. Another dark night Magnitude multiplied, Yet I choose not give up, but strike. Clouds, creases and chilly winter, Promise, I will not let darkness enter. Another dark night, One afferent fight, All my voices shriek and screech, Tearing apart past and future, Present strolls fencing around and

One afferent fight, All my voices shriek and screech, Tearing apart past and future, Present strolls fencing around and about. Another dark night, Nothing is in straight line, Lullaby and the lilacs.. Peacocks and poetries.. Raindrops silenced echoes of Strom. Another dark night Magnitude multiplied, Yet I choose not give up, but strike. Clouds, creases and chilly winter, Promise, I will not let darkness enter. Another dark night, One afferent fight, All my voices shriek and screech, Tearing apart past and future, Present strolls fencing around and

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I spread my hands wide, wide enough to engulf the sky. Amidst those blue and pink lilacs lies a bird, a caged bird. Why is it caged while being flying in freedom? The wind that flows North has changed its direction, the clouds that float have started to fly off. Her wings hang between the sunrays and the light drizzling. The claws of hers have grown more dangerous. Yet, the throat shows the vulnerability of a bird, a caged bird. The lyrics of music which used to be her song now sound like knell. Her home in the recent past now is even worse than a house. For a better read : I spread my hands wide, wide enough to engulf the sky. Amidst those blue and pink lilacs lies a bird, a caged bird. Wh

I spread my hands wide, wide enough to engulf the sky. Amidst those blue and pink lilacs lies a bird, a caged bird. Why is it caged while being flying in freedom? The wind that flows North has changed its direction, the clouds that float have started to fly off. Her wings hang between the sunrays and the light drizzling. The claws of hers have grown more dangerous. Yet, the throat shows the vulnerability of a bird, a caged bird. The lyrics of music which used to be her song now sound like knell. Her home in the recent past now is even worse than a house. For a better read : I spread my hands wide, wide enough to engulf the sky. Amidst those blue and pink lilacs lies a bird, a caged bird. Wh

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apart from smiles, stories and innumerable sighs we share, there exists a beautiful yet mysterious croaked smile which you often share with my tales of past. / Caption/ apart from smiles, stories and innumerable sighs we share, there exists a beautiful yet mysterious croaked smile which you often share

apart from smiles, stories and innumerable sighs we share, there exists a beautiful yet mysterious croaked smile which you often share with my tales of past. / Caption/ apart from smiles, stories and innumerable sighs we share, there exists a beautiful yet mysterious croaked smile which you often share

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My heart keeps yearning and desperate eyes keep searching for someone who somehow will stitch my broken heart, caress innumerable scars, love the stories comprising me and heal the bruises of past. Sitting lonely on a bench of now deserted park where once happiness resonated and birds chirped flame my already heating heart making me feel helpless and filling my emptiness with strong eagerness of his return. Keeping lilacs in diary and everyday seeing it wither further haunts me that no matter what love and loneliness can't be extinguished just as longing for that special one never experiences death of hopes and fresh petals adorning bouquets at florists shop relives as water sprinkles. My topic is Loneliness And Longing My heart keeps yearning and desperate eyes keep searching for someone who somehow will stitch my broken

My heart keeps yearning and desperate eyes keep searching for someone who somehow will stitch my broken heart, caress innumerable scars, love the stories comprising me and heal the bruises of past. Sitting lonely on a bench of now deserted park where once happiness resonated and birds chirped flame my already heating heart making me feel helpless and filling my emptiness with strong eagerness of his return. Keeping lilacs in diary and everyday seeing it wither further haunts me that no matter what love and loneliness can't be extinguished just as longing for that special one never experiences death of hopes and fresh petals adorning bouquets at florists shop relives as water sprinkles. My topic is Loneliness And Longing My heart keeps yearning and desperate eyes keep searching for someone who somehow will stitch my broken

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and erase our combined names or rewritten first alphabet painting not so pale page with dried lilacs and withered roses while inhaling your fragrance. / Full In Caption / I erase and erase our combined names or rewritten first alphabet painting not so pale page with dried lilacs and withered roses while inha

and erase our combined names or rewritten first alphabet painting not so pale page with dried lilacs and withered roses while inhaling your fragrance. / Full In Caption / I erase and erase our combined names or rewritten first alphabet painting not so pale page with dried lilacs and withered roses while inha

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do the stars know that when they leave the vast layers of galaxies, evanescing all the trails of their existence -outshining the black lilacs of moon and then diffusing into folds of the sky -slowly and for an everlasting eternity - they still shine gracefully holding all the black of universe in their palms. do the stars know that when they leave the vast layers of galaxies, evanescing all the trails of their existence - outshining the black lila

do the stars know that when they leave the vast layers of galaxies, evanescing all the trails of their existence -outshining the black lilacs of moon and then diffusing into folds of the sky -slowly and for an everlasting eternity - they still shine gracefully holding all the black of universe in their palms. do the stars know that when they leave the vast layers of galaxies, evanescing all the trails of their existence - outshining the black lila

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it's hard to differentiate but love, oh yes, love leaves traces on fragile yet unbreakable heart of yearning soul. //Captioned// apart from smiles, stories and innumerable sighs we share, there exists a beautiful yet mysterious croaked smile which you often share

it's hard to differentiate but love, oh yes, love leaves traces on fragile yet unbreakable heart of yearning soul. //Captioned// apart from smiles, stories and innumerable sighs we share, there exists a beautiful yet mysterious croaked smile which you often share

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she finds words in colours and colours in words (caption) *mahalakshmi – one vernal mystic* she wears a crown of lilacs soaring and swooping in a green paradise cruising on her spellbinding stylogr

she finds words in colours and colours in words (caption) *mahalakshmi – one vernal mystic* she wears a crown of lilacs soaring and swooping in a green paradise cruising on her spellbinding stylogr