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mam.bhose

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IT's OKAY, if you burst into tears before hundred strangers; IT's OKAY, if you're dusky and love to wear vibrant colours; IT's OKAY, if you're virgin, or not a virgin; IT's OKAY, As long as you're smiling... #writer's corner

IT's OKAY, if you burst into tears before hundred strangers; IT's OKAY, if you're dusky and love to wear vibrant colours; IT's OKAY, if you're virgin, or not a virgin; IT's OKAY, As long as you're smiling... #writer's corner

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LET YOUR FREEWILL DESTINE YOUR FATE... #writer's corner

LET YOUR FREEWILL DESTINE YOUR FATE... #writer's corner

thakur jyoti singh

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मिजाज़ में थोड़ी सख्ती लाज़मी है जनाब, लोग पी जाते अगर समुन्दर खारा ना होता ।। #women's #corner

मिजाज़ में थोड़ी सख्ती लाज़मी है जनाब, लोग पी जाते अगर समुन्दर खारा ना होता ।। #women's #corner

Silent Waves

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Sitting in a corner, every night I crawl back to you. Painting you with my words. Caressing our memories. Dancing in trance of your love, I carve my own little world. A world where we meet. Where when I open my eyes,you look at me. I smile and you smile back at me. We sit gazing at each other for hours humming every note of silence, endeavouring to listen to all the unsaid words burried inside each other. And when after some time tears roll down my cheeks wondering how majestic our future could be, You embrace me in your arms and brush my hair showering your all upon me. And that is how I wish our present to be. I wish I could tame the present. I wish I could hypnotise time. I wish I could encage moments. And I wish I could make my imagination drink the elixir of reality so that atleast some day it slays all my torments. #nojoto #corner

Sitting in a corner, every night I crawl back to you. Painting you with my words. Caressing our memories. Dancing in trance of your love, I carve my own little world. A world where we meet. Where when I open my eyes,you look at me. I smile and you smile back at me. We sit gazing at each other for hours humming every note of silence, endeavouring to listen to all the unsaid words burried inside each other. And when after some time tears roll down my cheeks wondering how majestic our future could be, You embrace me in your arms and brush my hair showering your all upon me. And that is how I wish our present to be. I wish I could tame the present. I wish I could hypnotise time. I wish I could encage moments. And I wish I could make my imagination drink the elixir of reality so that atleast some day it slays all my torments. #nojoto #corner

Bharath Nandibhatla

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I'm a house of wax in a flare. Your raging wrath, your hugs' warmth, they melt me alike. I can't be thawed, I'm no ice. I'm not cold. I'm just wax, that melts and yet fuels the fire within you. #House House of wax

I'm a house of wax in a flare. Your raging wrath, your hugs' warmth, they melt me alike. I can't be thawed, I'm no ice. I'm not cold. I'm just wax, that melts and yet fuels the fire within you. #House House of wax

Prahelika

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Beside those premises there stalls a desolate house, I wonder how the owner would have purchased it out; The house though rest unused throughout the days, Shadowed by the thickets that have crammed its way. It features so ugly as it could be, With the branches resting blindly on it; The doors and windows that are hooked up, With no sunrays piercing to light it at first. The owner though rarely comes for a visit, I wonder what he has to detect inside it; The curious trespassers who pass along its way, Gasping and wondering how nasty it remain its place. ©Prahelika Sen The Lifeless house #House

Beside those premises there stalls a desolate house, I wonder how the owner would have purchased it out; The house though rest unused throughout the days, Shadowed by the thickets that have crammed its way. It features so ugly as it could be, With the branches resting blindly on it; The doors and windows that are hooked up, With no sunrays piercing to light it at first. The owner though rarely comes for a visit, I wonder what he has to detect inside it; The curious trespassers who pass along its way, Gasping and wondering how nasty it remain its place. ©Prahelika Sen The Lifeless house #House