•A story of disrobing• //poetry disrobed in the caption. • A story of disrobing• Is walking at 12am, a sin? Is wearing a crop top, a crime? Is being much frank, an enormity? At 12am, the cricket

• A story of disrobing• Is walking at 12am, a sin? Is wearing a crop top, a crime? Is being much frank, an enormity? At 12am, the cricket #yqbaba #yqenglish #quotestitchers #QSblindwars #qsblindwarsr2 #myfaveng_ashu #qsblindwarsr2k

•A story of disrobing•

//poetry disrobed in the caption. • A story of disrobing•

Is walking at 12am, a sin?
Is wearing a crop top, a crime?
Is being much frank, an enormity?

At 12am, the cricket

Bhoomi Anand

Brown skin is definitely a serene to eyes. Read caption// She often used to say that her brown skin is not beautiful. She said,"I don't like my skin colour,I wish I had fair skin." She even used dif

She often used to say that her brown skin is not beautiful. She said,"I don't like my skin colour,I wish I had fair skin." She even used dif #erotica #eroticstory #browngirl #brownisbeautiful #eroticacottage

Brown skin is definitely
a serene to eyes.

Read caption// She often used to say that her brown skin is not beautiful. She said,"I don't like my skin colour,I wish I had fair skin."
She even used dif

Sweta

Dear rape survivor, You know, newspapers are considered as the mirror of the society and when in those newspapers I read about the heart-wrenching Nirbhaya rape case in Delhi, when I felt the terror of injustice happened with a little girl in Kathua, my conscience compelled me to write some reverent words for your sake. 《Refer to caption》 Dear rape survivor, You know, newspapers are considered as the mirror of the society and when in those newspapers I read about the heart-wre

Dear rape survivor, You know, newspapers are considered as the mirror of the society and when in those newspapers I read about the heart-wre #ProverbsWorld #PWleWriMo #pwlewrimotucr1t1 #pwrenownedwriters

Dear rape survivor,

You know, newspapers are considered as the mirror of the society and when in those newspapers I read about the heart-wrenching Nirbhaya rape case in Delhi, when I felt the terror of injustice happened with a little girl in Kathua, my conscience compelled me to write some reverent words for your sake.

《Refer to caption》

Dear rape survivor,
You know, newspapers are considered as the mirror of the society and when in those newspapers I read about the heart-wre

Avinash Yadav

Village crop #Society

Randeep singh

ਬੀਜਦੇ ਆ ਅਸੀ ਚੰਨਾ ਕਣਕ ਦੇ ਦਾਣੇ ਫਿਰ ਕਾਹਤੋ ਉੱਗ ਪੈਦਾ ਏ ਵਿਆਜ ਵੇ ਸ਼ਗਨਾਂ ਦੇ ਰੰਗ ਜਿਹੀ ਲਾਲਿਆਂ ਦੀ ਵਹੀ ਸਾਡੇ ਪਲਕਾਂ ਤੋ ਝਾੜ ਦਿੰਦੀ ਖਾਬ ਵੇ ਲੱਖ ਵਾਰੀ ਹੁੰਦੀਆਂ ਨੇ ਸੱਧਰਾ ਕਰੰਡੀ ਭਾਵੇ ਤਾ ਵੀ ਖਿੜ ਪੈਦੇ ਗੁਲਾਬ ਵੇ ਗਮਾ ਨੂੰ ਪੜਾਉਦੇ ਸਾਡੇ ਅਨਪੜ੍ਹ ਹਾਸਿਆਂ ਦੀ ਕੰਧਾ ਕੋਠੇ ਟੱਪ ਗਈ ਅਵਾਜ਼ ਵੇ ਰਣਦੀਪ ©Randeep singh #crop

#Crop #ਕਵਿਤਾ

ਬੀਜਦੇ ਆ ਅਸੀ ਚੰਨਾ
ਕਣਕ ਦੇ ਦਾਣੇ ਫਿਰ
ਕਾਹਤੋ ਉੱਗ ਪੈਦਾ ਏ ਵਿਆਜ ਵੇ
ਸ਼ਗਨਾਂ ਦੇ ਰੰਗ ਜਿਹੀ
ਲਾਲਿਆਂ ਦੀ ਵਹੀ ਸਾਡੇ
ਪਲਕਾਂ ਤੋ ਝਾੜ ਦਿੰਦੀ ਖਾਬ ਵੇ
ਲੱਖ ਵਾਰੀ ਹੁੰਦੀਆਂ ਨੇ
ਸੱਧਰਾ ਕਰੰਡੀ ਭਾਵੇ
ਤਾ ਵੀ ਖਿੜ ਪੈਦੇ ਗੁਲਾਬ ਵੇ
ਗਮਾ ਨੂੰ ਪੜਾਉਦੇ ਸਾਡੇ
ਅਨਪੜ੍ਹ ਹਾਸਿਆਂ ਦੀ
ਕੰਧਾ ਕੋਠੇ ਟੱਪ ਗਈ ਅਵਾਜ਼ ਵੇ
ਰਣਦੀਪ

©Randeep singh #crop

Vasundhara Singh

I have no pain to feel anymore, No qualms to solve anymore, No reason for this life anymore, Oh what is the truth for this life? Why can't I move forward, for i have taken the billionth step? Why can't i see green when alive? You say, " for that you shall have to die!" Why can't i feel love and see it too? Not just from sons but daughters too! To feel numbness is worse than pain I need to draw blood Give me the whack of your scythe. Could i see life with spirit eyes? Why do you shake your head? Is it frustration? But you smile, Is it amusing? I am so confused. The scythe! the scythe! Harvest me, And give the real sight. Rotten crop.

Rotten crop.

I have no pain to feel anymore,
No qualms to solve anymore,
No reason for this life anymore,
Oh what is the truth for this life?
Why can't I move forward, for i have taken the billionth step?
Why can't i see green when alive?
You say, " for that you shall have to die!"
Why can't i feel love and see it too?
Not just from sons but daughters too!
To feel numbness is worse than pain
I need to draw blood
Give me the whack of your scythe.
Could i see life with spirit eyes?
Why do you shake your head?
Is it frustration?
But you smile,
Is it amusing?
I am so confused.
The scythe! the scythe!
Harvest me,
And give the real sight. Rotten crop.

Shayar Amrit

ਤੂੰ ਸਾਨੂੰ ਦਿਲ ਚ ਨੀਂ ਰੱਖਣਾ ਚਾਹੁੰਦੀ ਤੇ ਲੋਕ ਸਾਡੇ ਸ਼ੇਅਰ CROP ਕਰਕੇ ਸਟੇਟਸ ਵੀ ਪਾਉਣ ਲਾਗੇ!! ਤੂੰ ਫਿਰ ਇਹ ਨਾ ਕਹੀਂ ਤੈਨੂੰ ਪਹਿਲਾ ਦਸਿਆ ਨੀਂ, ਜੇ ਅਸੀਂ ਕਿਸੇ ਹੋਰ ਨੂੰ ਚਾਹੁਣ ਲਾਗੇ !! ##ਓਹੀ ਪਾਗਲ ਅੰਮ੍ਰਿਤ ## #ਸ਼ੇਅਰ crop

#ਸ਼ੇਅਰ crop

io yu

#ShortStory by crop #ज़िन्दगी

Jeetu Singh

Agriculture India #Crop #Life

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