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heroes aren't born out of happiness. time moulds one. trust your journey. trust your script. :)

heroes aren't born out of happiness. time moulds one. trust your journey. trust your script. :)

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They say, "Be strong, Soft does'nt survive for long". But my views differ Being soft is better. The strong breaks And, apart it falls. The soft is flexible, With every force acting, it just moulds. 350/366 They say, "Be strong, Soft does'nt survive for long". But my views differ Being soft is better. The strong breaks And, apart it fa

They say, "Be strong, Soft does'nt survive for long". But my views differ Being soft is better. The strong breaks And, apart it falls. The soft is flexible, With every force acting, it just moulds. 350/366 They say, "Be strong, Soft does'nt survive for long". But my views differ Being soft is better. The strong breaks And, apart it fa

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Days when I don't feel seasonal at all. (Read caption) Some days my tongue breathes and my heartbeats run and I don't feel alive in me. Some days my feet looks defeated and my palms looks pale a

Days when I don't feel seasonal at all. (Read caption) Some days my tongue breathes and my heartbeats run and I don't feel alive in me. Some days my feet looks defeated and my palms looks pale a

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Father Holding his fingers I walked miles and miles. Gazed every corner Sitting on his shoulders Being an innocent child. Under his shelter Peace I

Father Holding his fingers I walked miles and miles. Gazed every corner Sitting on his shoulders Being an innocent child. Under his shelter Peace I

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Love that moulds itself perfectly to the imperfect contours of her body Love that peels every layer and revels in her nudity Love that's so her, so me, so we Love that lifts her amazingly well with her heaving body Love that caresses her moans and celebrates her sexuality Love that's as much if not more than love can be. I promised her the zenith of all that is in the annals of infinity She came, yes She came with her fullness to seduce me We blissfully surrendered to love's sinful insanity Isn't that a complete embrace of love's truth, A signature of sanity, steeped in divinity? For a better read: I promised her beautiful love Love that moulds itself perfectly to the imperfect contours of her body Love that peels e

Love that moulds itself perfectly to the imperfect contours of her body Love that peels every layer and revels in her nudity Love that's so her, so me, so we Love that lifts her amazingly well with her heaving body Love that caresses her moans and celebrates her sexuality Love that's as much if not more than love can be. I promised her the zenith of all that is in the annals of infinity She came, yes She came with her fullness to seduce me We blissfully surrendered to love's sinful insanity Isn't that a complete embrace of love's truth, A signature of sanity, steeped in divinity? For a better read: I promised her beautiful love Love that moulds itself perfectly to the imperfect contours of her body Love that peels e

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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

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Eminent literary critic Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil on SOMETHING I LOOK AT-112 Smurtijj, Your poem titled "The First Kiss" is a poem that sings hosanna on the magnificent value of poetry in the life of each and everyone of us.The language of poetry melts many hardened hearts,brings pure joy and bliss to one and all,creates waves of good feelings,paves the way for renaissance and revitalisation,generates positive vibes,moulds minds into storehouses of knowledge and wisdom,teaches invaluable lessons,imbibes in us love for nature and her surroundings,inserts in us a feeling of vitality and strength,inbulilds within us imagination,evokes in us aesthetic sensibility and artistic frame of mind and enfolds us with that tenderness,solace,tranquility and sublimity.Kudos to you for composing such a poem of tremendous value and suppleness. Cijo Joseph Chennelil All Copyrights Reserved@ On 19th March 2019. SOMETHING I LOOK AT-112 THE FIRST KISS life on earth is poetry the innate urge to unfold its grace and beauty is poetry poetry is the smile on a child's lips the thread that binds the whole of humanity poetry is your lover's first kiss poetry is that pink envelope wherein treasured your love and its beauty poetry is lover's paradise a perennial stream of boon and bliss poetry is those intimate moments you share with your love with lips locked and soul hugging each other poetry is meadows and mountains, rivers and rivulets, deserts and oceans and all those which touch you, your heart and soul with their spellbinding beauty poetry is that old man's love who has lost his wife the anguish, apathy and alienation of man struggling to live a life poetry is society, its values and beliefs sorrows and happiness, unfulfilled desires, shattered dreams and dramas and hope for a better life when the earth romances with the first rain the rays of the rising sun embraces the blooming lotus, the dancing lily touches the silver moon, when joy and ecstasy know no bounds, when sorrows become too much to bear, the lines of poetry emerge and take you to a world hitherto unknown to all these i am a passive onlooker living a prosaic life with no rhythm and rhyme for me poetry is a lonely man's lone walk on the empty corridor of life my poetry not with me lost it way since could not muster enough strength to tell her i love you for which i am not me all through Smruti Ranjan Mohanty©2019 All Copyrights Reserved ©Smruti Ranjan mohanty #Holi Eminent literary critic Prof Cijo Joseph Chennelil on SOMETHING I LOOK AT-112 Smurtijj, Your poem titled "The First Kiss" is a poem

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A Nice Guy will often say what other People wants to hear.. But the good Man will say what they need to hear. Inspired from lines of .. Zyanya Torres "Just because you are a nice guy, doesn’t mean you are a good man." YourQuote Baba YourQuote Didi B

A Nice Guy will often say what other People wants to hear.. But the good Man will say what they need to hear. Inspired from lines of .. Zyanya Torres "Just because you are a nice guy, doesn’t mean you are a good man." YourQuote Baba YourQuote Didi B

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A young adult's rant....! (Ignore with full liberty if you want..) Very weird stuff ahead. You have been warned.

A young adult's rant....! (Ignore with full liberty if you want..) Very weird stuff ahead. You have been warned.