It reminds me of the day in Mungari (a village) One of my friends home is there He invited three of us. (..in caption..) - Neerja (Quote 869) We three met his grandpa, grandma, mother, cousins, and many more people. Then after lunch We four sat infront of grandpa, be

(Quote 869) We three met his grandpa, grandma, mother, cousins, and many more people. Then after lunch We four sat infront of grandpa, be #Home #GrandPa #friends #university #batchmates

It reminds me of the day in Mungari (a village)
One of my friends home is there
He invited three of us.

(..in caption..)

- Neerja (Quote 869)
We three met his grandpa, grandma, mother, cousins, and many more people.

Then after lunch
We four sat infront of grandpa, be

Meera Ali

Hungry ghost disguised in the body of humane!! (Read below) Something inside me crawling As the thirst and hunger For achieving the temptations Of worldly pleasures Showcasing my red colors of chintz

Something inside me crawling As the thirst and hunger For achieving the temptations Of worldly pleasures Showcasing my red colors of chintz

Hungry ghost disguised in the body of humane!!

(Read below) Something inside me crawling
As the thirst and hunger
For achieving the temptations
Of worldly pleasures
Showcasing my red colors of chintz

The Incomplete Metaphor

|| Mom || This poems holds a lot for me but it doesn’t aptly describe what we have, because there is no pen that has the power to describe you. #FULL PIECE IN CAPTION# || Mom || I know I make you scream all day long, and even your vocals cords want freedom now. I know I’m irresponsible and my room is lik

|| Mom || I know I make you scream all day long, and even your vocals cords want freedom now. I know I’m irresponsible and my room is lik #MothersDay #poem #yqbaba #full #yqquotes

|| Mom ||

This poems holds a lot for me
but it doesn’t aptly describe what
we have, because there is no
pen that has the power to describe you.

#FULL PIECE IN CAPTION# || Mom ||

I know I make you scream all day long,
and even your vocals cords want freedom now.

I know I’m irresponsible and my room is lik

poettee

Wrinkled Flower it falls everytime i think that am loosing it. those flowers.. they fade every moment that they fall to the ground. they sweep the floor whenever the wind blows them up. they are wrinkled flowers.. they are you. #wrinkled

#Wrinkled

S Raj

My name is John ©S Raj #Wrinkled

#Wrinkled #News

Mou$humi mukherjee

क्या लिख दूं की उनको सुकुन मिल जाए अब तो मेरे अल्फाज भी उनको गलत लगते है😭 ©Mou$humi mukherjee #Wrinkled

#Wrinkled #Life

SAURABH mishra

Wrinkled Flower time flew away things get faded.. but the wrinkled flower with same fragrance and the memories still remains evergreen... #wrinkled flower

#Wrinkled flower

Bhavna Rawat

wrinkled flower #poem

breera farooqui

Wrinkled Flower A wrinkled flower, i was, i knew... Rather ugly, but still had a hue.. Partly parched without a dew Flawed and fragile, it was so blue Unsung unhailed.. To the end i drew Only to be transformed in a Potpourri anew ♥️ Wrinkled flower 🌸

Wrinkled flower 🌸

Yug

#tumhidekhona #Wrinkled #Live #live_ur_lyf_in_ur_own_way #Mythology

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