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White I walked and walked and walked, When I stopped I realized, I had forgotten my destination. ©indefinite_mirage destination #car Bhagyashree Jena Dristi Dash UnHeardकवि

White I walked and walked and walked, When I stopped I realized, I had forgotten my destination. ©indefinite_mirage destination #car Bhagyashree Jena Dristi Dash UnHeardकवि

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White Brown screws dance gleefully in my head, Golden bells ring deep within my ears. As sea water slowly drinks up my legs, Swollen cheeks reek of salty tears. ©indefinite_mirage poem #Animals Bhagyashree Jena Dristi Dash UnHeardकवि

White Brown screws dance gleefully in my head, Golden bells ring deep within my ears. As sea water slowly drinks up my legs, Swollen cheeks reek of salty tears. ©indefinite_mirage poem #Animals Bhagyashree Jena Dristi Dash UnHeardकवि

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White Why don't you leave behind? The melancholic traces of scars, Like foam swept away by the tide, Cleansing the body's shore. Like shoes left at the door, Entrance to a sacred shrine. Why do you dwell on it? Like the relentless sea, Whose waves, to and fro, won't wash away pearls, But merely cast off shells. Even if molluscs and oysters Are swept away, You choose the tedious path, To obtain the Pearl. ©indefinite_mirage poem #bike_wale Bhagyashree Jena Dristi Dash UnHeardकवि

White Why don't you leave behind? The melancholic traces of scars, Like foam swept away by the tide, Cleansing the body's shore. Like shoes left at the door, Entrance to a sacred shrine. Why do you dwell on it? Like the relentless sea, Whose waves, to and fro, won't wash away pearls, But merely cast off shells. Even if molluscs and oysters Are swept away, You choose the tedious path, To obtain the Pearl. ©indefinite_mirage poem #bike_wale Bhagyashree Jena Dristi Dash UnHeardकवि

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White In the midst of my darkness, I find peace and quiet, With a bit of comfort from, The heart that aches across, Thoughts and sighs. ©indefinite_mirage thoughts #Sad_shayri Bhagyashree Jena Dristi Dash UnHeardकवि

White In the midst of my darkness, I find peace and quiet, With a bit of comfort from, The heart that aches across, Thoughts and sighs. ©indefinite_mirage thoughts #Sad_shayri Bhagyashree Jena Dristi Dash UnHeardकवि

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Quotes of the day ©Danish M Quoted of the day #quoteaday #Poetry saini Ji Shilpa priya Dash Rank Nameless

Quotes of the day ©Danish M Quoted of the day #quoteaday #Poetry saini Ji Shilpa priya Dash Rank Nameless

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Black Head's up in the clouds, high with fantasy. Voices are echoing out loud in rowdy harmony. Eyes are wide opened, ears intently listen; In awe of the vibrant vivid delusion. White dress swaying, the breeze soothing; Among the daisies and magnolias I see you standing. Next to you they are nothing, the flowers. Over them your exalted presence towers. ©indefinite_mirage magnolia #Thinking Bhagyashree Jena Dristi Dash UnHeardकवि

Black Head's up in the clouds, high with fantasy. Voices are echoing out loud in rowdy harmony. Eyes are wide opened, ears intently listen; In awe of the vibrant vivid delusion. White dress swaying, the breeze soothing; Among the daisies and magnolias I see you standing. Next to you they are nothing, the flowers. Over them your exalted presence towers. ©indefinite_mirage magnolia #Thinking Bhagyashree Jena Dristi Dash UnHeardकवि

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Black Sometimes, I long to be a dandelion, Emerging from the soil, gazing at the sun’s golden hue, Free from life’s burdens, devoid of any tie, No tomorrow to ponder, just the present to pursue. Basking in the sun’s radiant glow, Knowing it will grace the sky once more, Yet in mere months, I’ll wither and fade, Becoming the soil, becoming The Ground ©indefinite_mirage the ground#eidmubarak UnHeardकवि Dristi Dash Bhagyashree Jena

Black Sometimes, I long to be a dandelion, Emerging from the soil, gazing at the sun’s golden hue, Free from life’s burdens, devoid of any tie, No tomorrow to ponder, just the present to pursue. Basking in the sun’s radiant glow, Knowing it will grace the sky once more, Yet in mere months, I’ll wither and fade, Becoming the soil, becoming The Ground ©indefinite_mirage the ground#eidmubarak UnHeardकवि Dristi Dash Bhagyashree Jena

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White Often a torn thread, this poem peeping through the gaps, a bejewelled lace round my neck of voices that buried deep in its skin. Often a torn thread unwoven dreams, treachery to heart's honesty, sometimes a wish that gave up halfway through. ©indefinite_mirage poem #Friendship Bhagyashree Jena Dristi Dash UnHeardकवि

White Often a torn thread, this poem peeping through the gaps, a bejewelled lace round my neck of voices that buried deep in its skin. Often a torn thread unwoven dreams, treachery to heart's honesty, sometimes a wish that gave up halfway through. ©indefinite_mirage poem #Friendship Bhagyashree Jena Dristi Dash UnHeardकवि

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Men walking on dark street Don't you know, If the sun wishes, it can craft, The crescent fading away, The trees ablaze, Even a dove succumbing to its heat. So, remember, The sun shall shine, forever in our midst. ©indefinite_mirage forever #Emotional Bhagyashree Jena Dristi Dash UnHeardकवि

Men walking on dark street Don't you know, If the sun wishes, it can craft, The crescent fading away, The trees ablaze, Even a dove succumbing to its heat. So, remember, The sun shall shine, forever in our midst. ©indefinite_mirage forever #Emotional Bhagyashree Jena Dristi Dash UnHeardकवि