On a winter eve, post a little rain, Towards the pier, nearby, Towards the peace and it's existence. The crimson sky brightened up the calm lake, The sun amidst the clouds, Is all about to set. The light waves upon the waterbed, Turns more chromatic with the setting sun, Seems to reap the stories of travellers, Seems to converse with the composure. With the mode of serenity on, Memories of good old times has reoccurred on a flashback. I visit the pier again and again Longing to visit the lanes of good old days. A pier on a winter evening. Picture Courtesy- From gallery #yqbaba

A pier on a winter evening. Picture Courtesy- From gallery #yqbaba #yqtales #yqdada #yqdiary

On a winter eve, post a little rain,
Towards the pier, nearby,
Towards the peace and it's existence.
The crimson sky brightened up the calm lake,
The sun amidst the clouds,
Is all about to set.
The light waves upon the waterbed,
Turns more chromatic with the setting sun,
Seems to reap the stories of travellers,
Seems to converse with the composure.
With the mode of serenity on,
Memories of good old times has reoccurred on a flashback.
I visit the pier again and again
Longing to visit the lanes of good old days. A pier on a winter evening.

Picture Courtesy- From gallery

#yqbaba

Arshi Acharya

THE PIER The pier by the river bed, Has been witnessing the dusk and the dawn; The arrival and the departure; May it be of the people or the gem of the sky; sun. Serenity converges over the pier, When sun takes the centre of the sky. Evenings turn out to be ideal for small talks, Or watching the falling of the night. Barefoot takes a dip in the water, In a gesture to bid a good bye. The next day, again be welcomed, With arms opened wide. The pier and the riverbed. NaPoWriMo, Day 18 #napowrimo #poemtime

The pier and the riverbed. NaPoWriMo, Day 18 #NAPOWRIMO #poemtime #yqbaba #yqtales #yqdada #yqdiary

THE PIER

The pier by the river bed,
Has been witnessing the dusk and the dawn;
The arrival and the departure;
May it be of the people or the gem of the sky; sun.
Serenity converges over the pier,
When sun takes the centre of the sky.
Evenings turn out to be ideal for small talks,
Or watching the falling of the night.
Barefoot takes a dip in the water,
In a gesture to bid a good bye.
The next day, again be welcomed,
With arms opened wide. The pier and the riverbed.

NaPoWriMo, Day 18

#napowrimo
#poemtime

CalmKazi

*night lights* I wonder when does it get futile to try and capture night lights. The more I try the more I get awestruck by the little blips that rise and fall with every wave caressing the endless hug of roads and ruckus. Cajoling every innate shimmer to die and rise again. The whole night it’s a tussle of ravage and wrath. Hardened resolve clashing with chaotic conundrums. Mornings are calmer they say, but nights are what makes them worth a shot. #cityscapes #nightlights #picquote #calmkaziwrites #poetry #micropoetry #yqbaba Self Clicked at Pier 1, SF, USA

#cityscapes #nightlights #picquote #calmkaziwrites poetry #micropoetry #yqbaba Self Clicked at Pier 1, SF, USA

*night lights*

I wonder when does it get futile
to try and capture night lights.
The more I try
the more I get awestruck
by the little blips
that rise and fall with every wave
caressing the endless hug of roads and ruckus.
Cajoling every innate shimmer
to die and rise again.
The whole night
it’s a tussle of ravage and wrath.
Hardened resolve clashing with chaotic conundrums.
Mornings are calmer they say,
but nights are what makes them worth a shot. #cityscapes #nightlights #picquote
#calmkaziwrites
#poetry #micropoetry #yqbaba

Self Clicked at Pier 1, SF, USA

Psychic Priya

WHEN I STAND UP BEYOND THE MIDNIGHT... When I stand up beyond the midnight; What a magnificent aura;peace & quiet, I wanna drain myself in the drizzles of tranquility, No disruption,no mobilization; only me & serenity, Descending in my pier deep down; climbing the highest peak of thought, feel like a wind- driven rainfall; after a prolonged draught, I wanna get wet in shower of phenomenal time, No offence; if I could not join you in this prime, My ravishing fantasy become alive; is sheer bliss and clear, Now I put it aside in the corner of heart; as a souvenir, It's world time to arouse; comes back with abrupt interfere. #metime #musingtime #solitude #poetry Best YQ English Quotes #solitary #yqbaba #astheticthoughts Kulbhushan Arora jie Thanks Uncle for infla

#metime #musingtime #solitude poetry Best YQ English Quotes #solitary #yqbaba #astheticthoughts Kulbhushan Arora jie Thanks Uncle for infla

WHEN I STAND UP BEYOND THE MIDNIGHT...

When I stand up beyond the midnight;
What a magnificent aura;peace & quiet,
I wanna drain myself in the drizzles of tranquility,
No disruption,no mobilization; only me & serenity,
Descending in my pier deep down;
climbing the highest peak of thought,
feel like a wind- driven rainfall;
after a prolonged draught,
I wanna get wet in shower of phenomenal time,
No offence; if I could not join you in this prime,
My ravishing fantasy become alive;
is sheer bliss and clear,
Now I put it aside in the corner of heart;
as a souvenir,
It's world time to arouse; comes back with abrupt interfere.

#metime #musingtime
#solitude #poetry
Best YQ English Quotes #solitary
#yqbaba #astheticthoughts
Kulbhushan Arora jie
Thanks Uncle for infla

Blue Butterfly

When you aren't writing for quite long, You think, being solitude, may bring flock of words to pen down your thoughts and you yearn for that loneliness. Every little silence you wish, that it may offer, words to speak to the rest of the world. You reach out to that moment, to get still, statue and pause. You wish, some absence will make up for the presence, for the vacabs to flow. You tend to drift away from the chaotic crowd and seek sane in silence. Stop getting carried away by the deception of your thoughts. It's the urge to write that needs to be alive. The delay is, only in the selection of subjects and the tip of your pen meeting the paper. Thoughts will pour in as drenched words, spilling ink, bleeding profusely and you will realise, it never left you, never. Sooner or later, you realise, you need neither the solitude extravagance nor the chaotic milieu; "It's just you; you alone"; the despair mumbles. For a better read: When you aren't writing for quite long, You think, being solitude, may bring flock of words to pen down your thoughts an

For a better read: When you aren't writing for quite long, You think, being solitude, may bring flock of words to pen down your thoughts an #yourquote #yqbaba #yqenglish #justwrite #aestheticthoughts #peppeboy #urgetowrite

When you aren't writing for quite long, You think, being solitude, may bring flock of words to pen down your thoughts and you yearn for that loneliness.
Every little silence you wish, that it may offer, words to speak to the rest of the world. You reach out to that moment, to get still, statue and pause. You wish, some absence will make up for the presence, for the vacabs to flow. You tend to drift away from the chaotic crowd and seek sane in silence.

Stop getting carried away by the deception of your thoughts. It's the urge to write that needs to be alive. The delay is, only in the selection of subjects and the tip of your pen meeting the paper. Thoughts will pour in as drenched words, spilling ink, bleeding profusely and you will realise, it never left you, never. Sooner or later, you realise, you need neither the solitude extravagance nor the chaotic milieu;

"It's just you; you alone"; the despair mumbles. For a better read:

When you aren't writing for quite long, You think, being solitude, may bring flock of words to pen down your thoughts an

Neerja

Repeats she, "Sit!" While whipping on floor. Chills surpasses his spine, Sits he on knees asks, "but..Ms. Dom what have I done?" .... (..in caption..) (Quote494) Sits he on knees asks, "but..Ms. Dom what have I done?" On thighs she hit him hard! answers, "Gosh! so you will ask now??" Rep

(Quote494) Sits he on knees asks, "but..Ms. Dom what have I done?" On thighs she hit him hard! answers, "Gosh! so you will ask now??" Rep #erotica #bdsm #moansandmoons #aphrodisiacal69 #bdsmdomsub #domina #submissivemen

Repeats she, "Sit!"
While whipping on floor.
Chills surpasses his spine,
Sits he on knees asks, "but..Ms. Dom what have I done?"
....
(..in caption..) (Quote494)
Sits he on knees asks, "but..Ms. Dom what have I done?"

On thighs she hit him hard! answers, "Gosh! so you will ask now??"

Rep

Asiya Shaikh

#yqbaba #yourquote #yqdidi #yqdiary #yqtales #yqquotes Just as freeze, with freezing thoughts and freezing moves. What hell is going on is

#yqbaba #yourquote #yqdidi #yqdiary #yqtales #yqquotes Just as freeze, with freezing thoughts and freezing moves. What hell is going on is

Diwa

"It's just another dreary day," she reminds herself, as she forces her body to get out of bed. "Nothing will happen today," she whispers, dejectedly, willing herself not to cry. (CAPTION) "Providence" "It's just another dreary day," she reminds herself, as she forces her body to get out of bed. "Nothing will happen today," sh

"Providence" "It's just another dreary day," she reminds herself, as she forces her body to get out of bed. "Nothing will happen today," sh #yqbaba #diwa

"It's just another dreary day," she reminds herself, as she forces her body to get out of bed. "Nothing will happen today," she whispers, dejectedly, willing herself not to cry.

(CAPTION) "Providence"

"It's just another dreary day," she reminds herself, as she forces her body to get out of bed. "Nothing will happen today," sh

Ramona Singh

women! Me: WHAT?! ALL?! You won’t ask me to speak my “three wishes”? God: You think we’re genies?! *sighs* Oh well. You’re in this Quantum Super

Me: WHAT?! ALL?! You won’t ask me to speak my “three wishes”? God: You think we’re genies?! *sighs* Oh well. You’re in this Quantum Super #paidstory #ramona_humour #goddevildrama

women! Me: WHAT?! ALL?! You won’t ask me to speak my “three wishes”?

God: You think we’re genies?! *sighs* Oh well. You’re in this Quantum Super

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