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Diwa

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Nay, not that first love, But that which you thought would remain, Although it didn't And, still, you find yourself Living in its pain. Nay, not that first spark Of lust, of attraction, of naive desires That quickly faded As soon as the first glitch poured forth Betwixt you both. Nay, not that first tear; Not even the one that had you yelling As if the world was ending; No, not those childhood dreams Of happy-ever-afters and first-kiss thrills. It's about the one who arrived In the most unexpected instance That even after it ended, Even after all the others who came since then, You're still stuck in his dulcet shadow, As if he never really left. Ah, a love that's been hanging And hanging still. "Dulcet Memories of Him" #DulcetMemoriesofHim #Diwa #KwentongDiwa #YQBaba

Nay, not that first love, But that which you thought would remain, Although it didn't And, still, you find yourself Living in its pain. Nay, not that first spark Of lust, of attraction, of naive desires That quickly faded As soon as the first glitch poured forth Betwixt you both. Nay, not that first tear; Not even the one that had you yelling As if the world was ending; No, not those childhood dreams Of happy-ever-afters and first-kiss thrills. It's about the one who arrived In the most unexpected instance That even after it ended, Even after all the others who came since then, You're still stuck in his dulcet shadow, As if he never really left. Ah, a love that's been hanging And hanging still. "Dulcet Memories of Him" #DulcetMemoriesofHim #Diwa #KwentongDiwa #YQBaba

Asiya Shaikh

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Plethora of dulcet, noose the cherubic, Surreptitiously imbued the hue of beliefs, Peeking the dogma sumptuously, Fortell the err humanity. #yqbaba #dulcet #err #humanity #fortell Here Humma appi.

Plethora of dulcet, noose the cherubic, Surreptitiously imbued the hue of beliefs, Peeking the dogma sumptuously, Fortell the err humanity. #yqbaba #dulcet #err #humanity #fortell Here Humma appi.

PRAKASH CHANDRA NAYAK

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I write straight from my heart. The words I spill are like the dulcet tunes, off the strings that vibrate in the valves of my pure heart. "Whatever I write, I write straight from my heart. The words I spill are like the dulcet tunes, off the strings that vibrate in

I write straight from my heart. The words I spill are like the dulcet tunes, off the strings that vibrate in the valves of my pure heart. "Whatever I write, I write straight from my heart. The words I spill are like the dulcet tunes, off the strings that vibrate in

Sweta

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My continuation goes like: ▪︎A DREAM▪︎ There's a love I often dream like a blossom I've never planted.

My continuation goes like: ▪︎A DREAM▪︎ There's a love I often dream like a blossom I've never planted.

Anu Manhotra

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#Incantation of ink Words let me fight without the swords & knives It  peels the skin and touches the heart, soul and mind

#Incantation of ink Words let me fight without the swords & knives It  peels the skin and touches the heart, soul and mind

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|| Monday embraces Crown chakra Welcoming Sapphire sky Serenity paints The canvas Of humane delights || ^_^

|| Monday embraces Crown chakra Welcoming Sapphire sky Serenity paints The canvas Of humane delights || ^_^

PRAKASH CHANDRA NAYAK

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And there is a girl I've seen, her eyes full of dreams. Who loves people back like the ocean does the beach. Clear and honest views, she has, her thoughts as pure as glycerine. When she smiles, Oft, hearts pause beating and minds stop thinking. And when she speaks, ears feel so blessed. And one shall know of how her dulcet tone, makes every nightingale feel insecure and every koel feel envy of her. A charming soul she is, like an adorable butterfly she weaves the world with colours of joy and love. Sometimes she is like a vibrant rainbow, and sometimes a beautiful sunset. AND THERE'S A GIRL... And there is a girl I've seen, her eyes full of dreams. Who loves people back like the ocean does the beach. Clear an

And there is a girl I've seen, her eyes full of dreams. Who loves people back like the ocean does the beach. Clear and honest views, she has, her thoughts as pure as glycerine. When she smiles, Oft, hearts pause beating and minds stop thinking. And when she speaks, ears feel so blessed. And one shall know of how her dulcet tone, makes every nightingale feel insecure and every koel feel envy of her. A charming soul she is, like an adorable butterfly she weaves the world with colours of joy and love. Sometimes she is like a vibrant rainbow, and sometimes a beautiful sunset. AND THERE'S A GIRL... And there is a girl I've seen, her eyes full of dreams. Who loves people back like the ocean does the beach. Clear an

Diwa

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Paint not of me; Paint something else. Create a delightful opus Of the beauteous skies And joyous meadows-- Or go further yonder; Discover a mount Or even a hill. (CAPTION) "Paint Not Of Me" Paint not of me; Paint something else. Create a delightful opus Of the beauteous skies And joyous meadows-- Or go further

Paint not of me; Paint something else. Create a delightful opus Of the beauteous skies And joyous meadows-- Or go further yonder; Discover a mount Or even a hill. (CAPTION) "Paint Not Of Me" Paint not of me; Paint something else. Create a delightful opus Of the beauteous skies And joyous meadows-- Or go further

Springblossoms

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Ode to marbles (Caption...) I remember the lane of love Which was flooded with Cascade of marbles, Waving ethereal layers of Enchanting greens embedded With turquoise

Ode to marbles (Caption...) I remember the lane of love Which was flooded with Cascade of marbles, Waving ethereal layers of Enchanting greens embedded With turquoise

PRAKASH CHANDRA NAYAK

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How intimate yet strange are the memories of times when we were together. With effluxion of time though, I have tried of not remembering you and your love letters. Things look to have changed a lot, but yet are same like before, if you see through my eyes. The zephyr of the long lost bond we shared still kisses me, soothes my senses and my heart, The zephyr of your body's tantalizing fragrance still lingers in my mind, makes me remember about your touch. For better read : The gentle zephyr of our memories together makes me fall in love with love, time and again. My eyes sparkle, bubbles of

How intimate yet strange are the memories of times when we were together. With effluxion of time though, I have tried of not remembering you and your love letters. Things look to have changed a lot, but yet are same like before, if you see through my eyes. The zephyr of the long lost bond we shared still kisses me, soothes my senses and my heart, The zephyr of your body's tantalizing fragrance still lingers in my mind, makes me remember about your touch. For better read : The gentle zephyr of our memories together makes me fall in love with love, time and again. My eyes sparkle, bubbles of