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NUTS ( Never Underestimate True Spirit )

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Phenolphthalein turning from white to pinkish, Breaking off with acidity & lusted to alkali. Waking the copper from stupor sweet, Electrified the flame to bluish green. Hand in hand with the chloro classy spirit, Carbonate effervesce like a caged bird free. Nauseated the premises by dint of averse, Wherefore hate is rewarding to nitrobenzene. Dyeing the hands as reddish orange bliss, Amines featured the cosmetics appease. Related to sulphate king conjugally, Nitrate is commemorating a brown crown ring. This fanciness came into rote, When dupatta had hitched with white coat. Straight from my colorful chemistry lab. If I don't write my darling chemistry, my hands starts to itch. As if bicarb spilled on hands for s

Phenolphthalein turning from white to pinkish, Breaking off with acidity & lusted to alkali. Waking the copper from stupor sweet, Electrified the flame to bluish green. Hand in hand with the chloro classy spirit, Carbonate effervesce like a caged bird free. Nauseated the premises by dint of averse, Wherefore hate is rewarding to nitrobenzene. Dyeing the hands as reddish orange bliss, Amines featured the cosmetics appease. Related to sulphate king conjugally, Nitrate is commemorating a brown crown ring. This fanciness came into rote, When dupatta had hitched with white coat. Straight from my colorful chemistry lab. If I don't write my darling chemistry, my hands starts to itch. As if bicarb spilled on hands for s

Aarchi Advani Saini

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"My Sis" When I'm alone on a dark and rainy night, It feels like I'm the only one alive. When I'm scared of taking any ride, Then there is you always by my side. If I get lost and don't know where to go, Then there is one thing I always know... My life's Pulse My life's Beat. What makes even a bitter taste sweet, Trending always, forgotten never. You are truly a best sis forever! You are just perfect, for you I have nothing but respect. You are my prized retention, Life's most precious detention. You are best sis of mine, Because of you life is fine. ♡ ©Aarchi Advani "My Sis" When I'm alone on a dark and rainy night, It feels like I'm the only one alive. When I'm scared of taking any ride, Then there is

"My Sis" When I'm alone on a dark and rainy night, It feels like I'm the only one alive. When I'm scared of taking any ride, Then there is you always by my side. If I get lost and don't know where to go, Then there is one thing I always know... My life's Pulse My life's Beat. What makes even a bitter taste sweet, Trending always, forgotten never. You are truly a best sis forever! You are just perfect, for you I have nothing but respect. You are my prized retention, Life's most precious detention. You are best sis of mine, Because of you life is fine. ♡ ©Aarchi Advani "My Sis" When I'm alone on a dark and rainy night, It feels like I'm the only one alive. When I'm scared of taking any ride, Then there is

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I am the depressed country who needs therapy for it's survival. (Read caption) I am the mind in a prison. Who is a labelled runaway, escaping from the history joining terrorist groups. I try to hid behind the placards

I am the depressed country who needs therapy for it's survival. (Read caption) I am the mind in a prison. Who is a labelled runaway, escaping from the history joining terrorist groups. I try to hid behind the placards

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Today is the day I lost my dad about 15years ago but still this wound hasn't healed. Everytime I try to make myself strong for today I feel the gush of tears and emotions I was trapped in that day when I stepped out of that hospital and couldn't reach the hospital due to that stupid traffic jam when he took his last breath waiting for me. I am so sorry dad couldn't be your best friend when you needed me. I hope you are enjoying your time whereever your soul is..Love you and miss you every moment. R.I.P. dad..you are always in my heart. And here is something I wrote for you.. ----------------------------- The word 'Love' is yet undefined offset of hidden thoughts. But my dear Dad, your intrusion, detention, values the most in the mist of darkness and Take from your heart the boundless desolation! Hold all old memories in a barren land; Close over time, beyond imagination? Does the first sense or has the new endeavor, Softly the free spirit with its strange content? Behind an artful hope, to live forever To grace your spirit in its smooth ascent. Take the sweet boon from this celestial hour! Wait the celestial music! To your power Take from your fragrant branches the sweet flower? Does the lost sense or stays the certain hour? If it should be a vision and a power Make the brief glory of a perfect hour; Sleep in the shadow as a mad old tower, Roar through the soul to that enchanted power ©Jashan fatta Today is the day I lost my dad about 15 years ago but still this wound hasn't healed. Everytime I try to make myself strong for today I feel

Today is the day I lost my dad about 15years ago but still this wound hasn't healed. Everytime I try to make myself strong for today I feel the gush of tears and emotions I was trapped in that day when I stepped out of that hospital and couldn't reach the hospital due to that stupid traffic jam when he took his last breath waiting for me. I am so sorry dad couldn't be your best friend when you needed me. I hope you are enjoying your time whereever your soul is..Love you and miss you every moment. R.I.P. dad..you are always in my heart. And here is something I wrote for you.. ----------------------------- The word 'Love' is yet undefined offset of hidden thoughts. But my dear Dad, your intrusion, detention, values the most in the mist of darkness and Take from your heart the boundless desolation! Hold all old memories in a barren land; Close over time, beyond imagination? Does the first sense or has the new endeavor, Softly the free spirit with its strange content? Behind an artful hope, to live forever To grace your spirit in its smooth ascent. Take the sweet boon from this celestial hour! Wait the celestial music! To your power Take from your fragrant branches the sweet flower? Does the lost sense or stays the certain hour? If it should be a vision and a power Make the brief glory of a perfect hour; Sleep in the shadow as a mad old tower, Roar through the soul to that enchanted power ©Jashan fatta Today is the day I lost my dad about 15 years ago but still this wound hasn't healed. Everytime I try to make myself strong for today I feel