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White In a world where the dark shadows play, An old piano awaits, moss-grown, It’s keys whispering tunes of yesterday, In a melody the trees have known. And a hidden library stands, ivy-clad, It’s books whispering secrets in the wood, And through an ancient archway, glad, A world of the unknown in silence stood. ©indefinite_mirage silence #sad_shayari Bhagyashree Jena Dristi Dash UnHeardकवि

White In a world where the dark shadows play, An old piano awaits, moss-grown, It’s keys whispering tunes of yesterday, In a melody the trees have known. And a hidden library stands, ivy-clad, It’s books whispering secrets in the wood, And through an ancient archway, glad, A world of the unknown in silence stood. ©indefinite_mirage silence #sad_shayari Bhagyashree Jena Dristi Dash UnHeardकवि

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White Fate blooms, unveiling layers of blinding light, Vows solidify in these radiant depths. Fate and promises, bonds twisting destinies, Actions molded, commitments sealed tight, Strength and grit stand firm, even against fate's wild twists. ©indefinite_mirage fate #sad_quotes UnHeardकवि Dristi Dash Bhagyashree Jena

White Fate blooms, unveiling layers of blinding light, Vows solidify in these radiant depths. Fate and promises, bonds twisting destinies, Actions molded, commitments sealed tight, Strength and grit stand firm, even against fate's wild twists. ©indefinite_mirage fate #sad_quotes UnHeardकवि Dristi Dash Bhagyashree Jena

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White bekhudi ki jindagi ham jiya nhi karte jaam dusro chhin ham piya nhi karte agar unko mohabbat karna hai to aake bahon mekaro ham bhi kisi ka pichha kiya nhi karte ©Sanjay kumar #sunset_time Kamalakanta Jena (KK)

White bekhudi ki jindagi ham jiya nhi karte jaam dusro chhin ham piya nhi karte agar unko mohabbat karna hai to aake bahon mekaro ham bhi kisi ka pichha kiya nhi karte ©Sanjay kumar #sunset_time Kamalakanta Jena (KK)

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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 And I know of the symphonies you've never sung, Your own beautiful dark desires covered by a golden rug. They rolled the carpet for the world to see, And hid you in the mud. And I'm quiet as the world around me bleeds, Held captive by peace's blue tongue. ©indefinite_mirage tongue #mango_tree Bhagyashree Jena Dristi Dash UnHeardकवि

White And I know of the symphonies you've never sung, Your own beautiful dark desires covered by a golden rug. They rolled the carpet for the world to see, And hid you in the mud. And I'm quiet as the world around me bleeds, Held captive by peace's blue tongue. ©indefinite_mirage tongue #mango_tree Bhagyashree Jena Dristi Dash UnHeardकवि

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White To be so brightly pretty but with deep crattered scars. I wonder how someone can so alluring but so far. A mesmerizing massive body but alone among the starts. I wonder if it's discriminated for being it's only kind. How am I supposed to love the moon when it's left behind? ©indefinite_mirage moon #sad_quotes Bhagyashree Jena Dristi Dash UnHeardकवि

White To be so brightly pretty but with deep crattered scars. I wonder how someone can so alluring but so far. A mesmerizing massive body but alone among the starts. I wonder if it's discriminated for being it's only kind. How am I supposed to love the moon when it's left behind? ©indefinite_mirage moon #sad_quotes Bhagyashree Jena Dristi Dash UnHeardकवि

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White I've never liked the idea of easily being swayed. To live like you're floating in the ether or on a cloud's cascade, And at the slightest pebble placed underneath your feet, you latch on it. And everyone is standing, so you just have to stand, But no, not necessarily do we need a firm footing. ©indefinite_mirage firm #flowers Bhagyashree Jena Dristi Dash UnHeardकवि

White I've never liked the idea of easily being swayed. To live like you're floating in the ether or on a cloud's cascade, And at the slightest pebble placed underneath your feet, you latch on it. And everyone is standing, so you just have to stand, But no, not necessarily do we need a firm footing. ©indefinite_mirage firm #flowers 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 peace #lonely_quotes 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 peace #lonely_quotes Bhagyashree Jena Dristi Dash UnHeardकवि

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Let my foot dot. Tick word with the ray of sun. Fret not, The arm can help. With two word each, The pen and arm can ink. Let the dog sit, To tap. So nasty, it drip. But It got my mind off my arm and pen. Let the cat run, To play its claw. When the word ink, I play and toy with the cat. ©indefinite_mirage words #trafficcongestion Bhagyashree Jena Dristi Dash UnHeardकवि

Let my foot dot. Tick word with the ray of sun. Fret not, The arm can help. With two word each, The pen and arm can ink. Let the dog sit, To tap. So nasty, it drip. But It got my mind off my arm and pen. Let the cat run, To play its claw. When the word ink, I play and toy with the cat. ©indefinite_mirage words #trafficcongestion Bhagyashree Jena Dristi Dash UnHeardकवि

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Dead eyes drool for the colour of Love, Deaf ears choked by screams of loss, Unlike peers, her lips aged painfully, Laced by frigid lines that dance in search of warmth. ©indefinite_mirage warmth #retro Bhagyashree Jena Dristi Dash UnHeardकवि

Dead eyes drool for the colour of Love, Deaf ears choked by screams of loss, Unlike peers, her lips aged painfully, Laced by frigid lines that dance in search of warmth. ©indefinite_mirage warmth #retro Bhagyashree Jena Dristi Dash UnHeardकवि