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Dhruv Joshi

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Once, I fell in love with...passion. A Cruel lover. Promised me my own love and respect. But primitive and self destructive as I am, in my abyss of worthlessness, she could not ignite the lust that my impatient soul demands for longevity of relationships. She presented me with a dozen insurmountable avenues to her heart, and I fell deeper into the abyss with every failed attempt at purpose. A tale of Passion and Love #kalamkaar #nojoto

Once, I fell in love with...passion. A Cruel lover. Promised me my own love and respect. But primitive and self destructive as I am, in my abyss of worthlessness, she could not ignite the lust that my impatient soul demands for longevity of relationships. She presented me with a dozen insurmountable avenues to her heart, and I fell deeper into the abyss with every failed attempt at purpose. A tale of Passion and Love #kalamkaar #nojoto

tanya wadhwa

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He : I felt incomplete without you She: But, baby I just left for the briefest time ... . . . It was the bed which felt incomplete when the bedsheet was kept away for washing... Tale of a bed and its beloved bedsheet .. 😜

He : I felt incomplete without you She: But, baby I just left for the briefest time ... . . . It was the bed which felt incomplete when the bedsheet was kept away for washing... Tale of a bed and its beloved bedsheet .. 😜

Sai Manohar

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It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. It was the age of free internet, it was the era of paid opinion. It was the spring of secular poetry, it was the autumn of humanity at war. It was the season of royal luxury, the suffocation of stale smoke. It was the epoch of spectacular stages, and the epic of finer masks. It was the bright days of crowded streets, it was the gloomy nights of empty homes. It was the fragrant time for love, it was the solemn hour of insanity. It was the unchained midnight of free women, it belonged to the hangover of freed beasts. A tale of two cities: Head and Heart #YQBaba

It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. It was the age of free internet, it was the era of paid opinion. It was the spring of secular poetry, it was the autumn of humanity at war. It was the season of royal luxury, the suffocation of stale smoke. It was the epoch of spectacular stages, and the epic of finer masks. It was the bright days of crowded streets, it was the gloomy nights of empty homes. It was the fragrant time for love, it was the solemn hour of insanity. It was the unchained midnight of free women, it belonged to the hangover of freed beasts. A tale of two cities: Head and Heart #YQBaba

Lakshmi Menon

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Life goes on, you know, You no longer live in anticipation. For the text messages, the phone calls, the photos, The intimate chats. The lukewarm interactions, the insipid small talks, No longer interest you. Life goes on, you know, Once again, we become like strangers. What you leave behind is a legacy of songs. Tunes unheard,undiscovered. Lyrics , the meanings of which, I could not fathom. The legacy will live on. A tale be told, The tragic tale of a failed musicman And his mistress. A forbidden fruit, a useless attachment. The best melodies are born, In the most broken of hearts. His best melody was yet to be composed The world was about to see... ©Lakshmi Menon The forbidden tale of a musicman And his mistress #forbiddenlove

Life goes on, you know, You no longer live in anticipation. For the text messages, the phone calls, the photos, The intimate chats. The lukewarm interactions, the insipid small talks, No longer interest you. Life goes on, you know, Once again, we become like strangers. What you leave behind is a legacy of songs. Tunes unheard,undiscovered. Lyrics , the meanings of which, I could not fathom. The legacy will live on. A tale be told, The tragic tale of a failed musicman And his mistress. A forbidden fruit, a useless attachment. The best melodies are born, In the most broken of hearts. His best melody was yet to be composed The world was about to see... ©Lakshmi Menon The forbidden tale of a musicman And his mistress #forbiddenlove

Schizology

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Puppies They're born innocent They do nothing bad Always in a happy mood And they never seem sad They are eager to learn Anything we teach them All they want is love And for us to be a friend Patience and praise When they are correct Reward them with a treat And show them what's next Talk to them often Like you would any person They understand so much And you both will have fun Simple words or phrases A canine can understand Repeat and reward after Congratulate them again They will grow up loyal And committed to you Always by your side And they will stay true Puppies are such a gift And oh so very cute Even when they act tough And try to bite your shoe I wish I had alot of them One of each breed Each would be special All with their own needs Running through fields And hopping over grass Free to roam openly Their journeys would be vast To all the puppies out there I would like to see panting Happy and very content From hours of joyful prancing ©Schizology Puppies #Dogs #puppies #Canine

Puppies They're born innocent They do nothing bad Always in a happy mood And they never seem sad They are eager to learn Anything we teach them All they want is love And for us to be a friend Patience and praise When they are correct Reward them with a treat And show them what's next Talk to them often Like you would any person They understand so much And you both will have fun Simple words or phrases A canine can understand Repeat and reward after Congratulate them again They will grow up loyal And committed to you Always by your side And they will stay true Puppies are such a gift And oh so very cute Even when they act tough And try to bite your shoe I wish I had alot of them One of each breed Each would be special All with their own needs Running through fields And hopping over grass Free to roam openly Their journeys would be vast To all the puppies out there I would like to see panting Happy and very content From hours of joyful prancing ©Schizology Puppies #Dogs #puppies #Canine

Arshi Dokadia

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Your silence makes much more sense than your words ever did. A tale of meaningless words. #yqbaba

Your silence makes much more sense than your words ever did. A tale of meaningless words. #yqbaba