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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 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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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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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

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Away from the madding crowds, And into the calm woods, Where there is a lot of things to discover, And not yet to remember past deeds. May it called ancient, To live a life like the nomads in the past, But it is quite soothing the mind, That contains absurd things. ©Bhagyashree Jena #alone Singh Rajnish Bibhuprasad Biswal:Aesthete Dristi Dash

Away from the madding crowds, And into the calm woods, Where there is a lot of things to discover, And not yet to remember past deeds. May it called ancient, To live a life like the nomads in the past, But it is quite soothing the mind, That contains absurd things. ©Bhagyashree Jena #alone Singh Rajnish Bibhuprasad Biswal:Aesthete Dristi Dash

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I will have my cake and eat it as well. I am thy selfish collectivist and thy selfless individualist —thy worst enemy and thy best friend. I am god, I am devil — your renegade, your comrade — the embodiment of evil and of good. I am thy future, thy past, thy birth, my death. I am 0, I am 1, your father, your son, my daughter and my mom. Transcend me, I demand, Transcend you, I will. I have never existed, I have always existed — expected but never expected — I am contradiction and its end—I am reflection of thyself. I am your leader, I am your student, your follower and your guide. I fight corruption with corruption, fire with water. Corrupted corruption, I am. ©indefinite_mirage corrupted #aaina Bhagyashree Jena Dristi Dash UnHeardकवि

I will have my cake and eat it as well. I am thy selfish collectivist and thy selfless individualist —thy worst enemy and thy best friend. I am god, I am devil — your renegade, your comrade — the embodiment of evil and of good. I am thy future, thy past, thy birth, my death. I am 0, I am 1, your father, your son, my daughter and my mom. Transcend me, I demand, Transcend you, I will. I have never existed, I have always existed — expected but never expected — I am contradiction and its end—I am reflection of thyself. I am your leader, I am your student, your follower and your guide. I fight corruption with corruption, fire with water. Corrupted corruption, I am. ©indefinite_mirage corrupted #aaina Bhagyashree Jena Dristi Dash UnHeardकवि

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She looked towards the mirror to find beauty, as the mirror is always exact and truthful. when she saw herself infront of the mirror, she only found speckle, pimple and Little darkspots. which made her insecured, in the madding crowd. but she realized with the passage of time, that beauty lies in the eyes of the gazer and the beholder. ©Bhagyashree Jena #aaina indefinite_mirage Singh Rajnish Bibhuprasad Biswal:Aesthete Dristi Dash Bibhuprasad Biswal:Aesthete Dristi Dash indefinite_mirage S

She looked towards the mirror to find beauty, as the mirror is always exact and truthful. when she saw herself infront of the mirror, she only found speckle, pimple and Little darkspots. which made her insecured, in the madding crowd. but she realized with the passage of time, that beauty lies in the eyes of the gazer and the beholder. ©Bhagyashree Jena #aaina indefinite_mirage Singh Rajnish Bibhuprasad Biswal:Aesthete Dristi Dash Bibhuprasad Biswal:Aesthete Dristi Dash indefinite_mirage S

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heart A LETTER TO MY LITTLE MOUSTACHE GIRL Hey paglu.. I know u miss me all the time.. So do i. Have seen many people in my life but you are different...Don't know why but i feel relaxed after talking to you. I guess you are a magician🙄🪄 I sometimes feel jealous of you because you are cuter than me. How could u be yaar?? For me you are like a sweet candy jelly... Bdw thankyou so much for coming into my life. And promise me you would never leave me untill i kill u...🥰🫰 I am your 😈 and you are my little kukku girl ©Shilpa priya Dash #heartmessage Gyanendra Dash Pandey

heart A LETTER TO MY LITTLE MOUSTACHE GIRL Hey paglu.. I know u miss me all the time.. So do i. Have seen many people in my life but you are different...Don't know why but i feel relaxed after talking to you. I guess you are a magician🙄🪄 I sometimes feel jealous of you because you are cuter than me. How could u be yaar?? For me you are like a sweet candy jelly... Bdw thankyou so much for coming into my life. And promise me you would never leave me untill i kill u...🥰🫰 I am your 😈 and you are my little kukku girl ©Shilpa priya Dash #heartmessage Gyanendra Dash Pandey