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Gazing at my shinny bright eyes people say these are too quit to lay; WELL, I don't think so because there are lot of words for which I pray, and for many a things I often have to pay...... Once to encounter with my fears I tried to list out all the reasons for my tears, than founded my blank page full of spots; but a question arose that: are all those the result of mine flaws? "I drift along a line; that deviate probably in time floating left and sometimes right, untill it takes a turn than I felt I should learn, how to find a way to return one day, but now it seems too late coz I realized now that; my fate had been all drained..." Weaving the web of above thoughts; someone asked me where I got lost? faking a smile, I replied.. There are lot of words for which I pray, and for many a things I often have to pay............!!!! draining #Heartbeat

Gazing at my shinny bright eyes people say these are too quit to lay; WELL, I don't think so because there are lot of words for which I pray, and for many a things I often have to pay...... Once to encounter with my fears I tried to list out all the reasons for my tears, than founded my blank page full of spots; but a question arose that: are all those the result of mine flaws? "I drift along a line; that deviate probably in time floating left and sometimes right, untill it takes a turn than I felt I should learn, how to find a way to return one day, but now it seems too late coz I realized now that; my fate had been all drained..." Weaving the web of above thoughts; someone asked me where I got lost? faking a smile, I replied.. There are lot of words for which I pray, and for many a things I often have to pay............!!!! draining #Heartbeat

Sai Angel Shaayari

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Bye October you were hella draining. ©Sai Angel Shaayari #weather Bye October you were hella draining.

Bye October you were hella draining. ©Sai Angel Shaayari #weather Bye October you were hella draining.

Srishti Yadav

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Thunder storms Draining clouds Shivering night's Complement Best with , Cozy space Soulful songs & In his arms. #yqbaba #thunderstorms #draining #clouds #shiveringnight #cozy #infinity

Thunder storms Draining clouds Shivering night's Complement Best with , Cozy space Soulful songs & In his arms. #yqbaba #thunderstorms #draining #clouds #shiveringnight #cozy #infinity

Vaishnavi Namdeo

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I spent my life thinking I will get the same love I gave I will get same kindness I gave And everybody cares like me why to waste the life! accept that everyone is not like you and you have to face some radiators ( draining energy and positivity from you)

I spent my life thinking I will get the same love I gave I will get same kindness I gave And everybody cares like me why to waste the life! accept that everyone is not like you and you have to face some radiators ( draining energy and positivity from you)

Dr Harish H F

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ನೀನಿರದ ನೋಟಗಳು ಮನಸ್ಸಿನ ಕಣ್ಣಿನ ನೋಟಗಳು ಬೇಸರವೇ ನೇಸರವೇ ನಿದಿರೆ ಕನಸುಗಳು ಬದುಕು ಕನಸಾಗಿದೆ ಮನಸ್ಸು ಮಗುವಾಗಿದೆ ಕನಸು ಬರಿದಾಗಿಸಿದೆ ಕನಸುಗಳು ಕಣ್ಣ ಮುಂದೆ ಕಾಣುತ್ತಿದೆ ನಾನಿರುವೆ ಎಂದೆಂದೂ ಜೊತೆಯಾಗಿ ಎಂದು ದೀಪಾವಳಯ ಹಬ್ಬದ ಶುಭಾಶಯಗಳು ©Dr Harish H F #diwalifestival Your looks Views of the mind's eye Boredom is a dream Life is a dream, mind is a child The dream is draining Dream

ನೀನಿರದ ನೋಟಗಳು ಮನಸ್ಸಿನ ಕಣ್ಣಿನ ನೋಟಗಳು ಬೇಸರವೇ ನೇಸರವೇ ನಿದಿರೆ ಕನಸುಗಳು ಬದುಕು ಕನಸಾಗಿದೆ ಮನಸ್ಸು ಮಗುವಾಗಿದೆ ಕನಸು ಬರಿದಾಗಿಸಿದೆ ಕನಸುಗಳು ಕಣ್ಣ ಮುಂದೆ ಕಾಣುತ್ತಿದೆ ನಾನಿರುವೆ ಎಂದೆಂದೂ ಜೊತೆಯಾಗಿ ಎಂದು ದೀಪಾವಳಯ ಹಬ್ಬದ ಶುಭಾಶಯಗಳು ©Dr Harish H F #diwalifestival Your looks Views of the mind's eye Boredom is a dream Life is a dream, mind is a child The dream is draining Dream

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High adrenaline rush, Constricting vessels, Arrhythmic beats, Flourishing sweats; Oh I'm draining out! Necrotizing cells, Degenerating neurons, Suffocating breaths; Oh I'm draining out! Paralysed hands, Paralysed legs, Paralysed lips, Oh I'm draining out! But the seed of hope Which I planted one day Started blooming And it started spreading Cologne of my soul! Cologne of my soul Blossomed my paralysed thoughts Into spring of enchanting zeal! Again my body, heart and soul Started orbiting around the shine Called "LIFE". For better reading High adrenaline rush, Constricting vessels, Arrhythmic beats, Flourishing sweats; Oh I'm draining out!

High adrenaline rush, Constricting vessels, Arrhythmic beats, Flourishing sweats; Oh I'm draining out! Necrotizing cells, Degenerating neurons, Suffocating breaths; Oh I'm draining out! Paralysed hands, Paralysed legs, Paralysed lips, Oh I'm draining out! But the seed of hope Which I planted one day Started blooming And it started spreading Cologne of my soul! Cologne of my soul Blossomed my paralysed thoughts Into spring of enchanting zeal! Again my body, heart and soul Started orbiting around the shine Called "LIFE". For better reading High adrenaline rush, Constricting vessels, Arrhythmic beats, Flourishing sweats; Oh I'm draining out!

Mohita S. Siddharth

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The brisk of dusk Glitter a yellow thing of moonlight, Draining some lilies in the green husk Night in an morning glimmered like night. Came a white moon in a morning hush, Lay on a black and liquid moonshine, Tulip at the host of Spanish touch Ploughing the path to the cool sunshine. This language of love is divine, serene yet it comes at a price so real pure love is absolutely valuable and not everyone can afford it. ©Mohita S. Siddharth The brisk of dusk Glitter a yellow thing of moonlight, Draining some lilies in the green husk Night in an morning glimmered like night. Cam

The brisk of dusk Glitter a yellow thing of moonlight, Draining some lilies in the green husk Night in an morning glimmered like night. Came a white moon in a morning hush, Lay on a black and liquid moonshine, Tulip at the host of Spanish touch Ploughing the path to the cool sunshine. This language of love is divine, serene yet it comes at a price so real pure love is absolutely valuable and not everyone can afford it. ©Mohita S. Siddharth The brisk of dusk Glitter a yellow thing of moonlight, Draining some lilies in the green husk Night in an morning glimmered like night. Cam

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// Shadow of Solitude // (Captioned) Solitude is not only for lovers, for the poets but for those who love to be with themselves, who love its own companionship. Solitude is a

// Shadow of Solitude // (Captioned) Solitude is not only for lovers, for the poets but for those who love to be with themselves, who love its own companionship. Solitude is a

Ashay Choudhary

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Her face and body were not in sync. Her body wanted to pour out for him to etch every part of it with his words, sending eternal jolts to her loveable. While her expressions prevented her from opening up for they wanted him to read her soul through them...❤️ (Read caption as well) As I saw her trying to express herself more and more. Beautifully, gracefully yet revealing. My heart pounded I wanted to etch the beautifu

Her face and body were not in sync. Her body wanted to pour out for him to etch every part of it with his words, sending eternal jolts to her loveable. While her expressions prevented her from opening up for they wanted him to read her soul through them...❤️ (Read caption as well) As I saw her trying to express herself more and more. Beautifully, gracefully yet revealing. My heart pounded I wanted to etch the beautifu

Kajori Parial

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Lesson learnt Life seems burdensome at times. 'But why?', the Me within enquires. To know more, read the caption Lesson learnt Part 1 Life seems burdensome at times. 'But why?', the Me within enquires. The question lingers and I ponder, time and again.

Lesson learnt Life seems burdensome at times. 'But why?', the Me within enquires. To know more, read the caption Lesson learnt Part 1 Life seems burdensome at times. 'But why?', the Me within enquires. The question lingers and I ponder, time and again.