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Narendra Raja Raja Naren

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Make sure that the words you let out are worth the silence you break. ©Narendra Raja Raja Naren #wordsworth

Make sure that the words you let out are worth the silence you break. ©Narendra Raja Raja Naren #wordsworth

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Wordsworth Life of Paradise with lots of pain, Tongue of fine is dissolve and gain. Worth of life in the single stroke, Glimpse of bond in manual scope. Parallel in the acute while, The term is merely fragile. Holocaust in distinct Utterance, Remark is what can defence. Verse of every books of pure, Always mentioned the root to secure. Initial is the Wordsworth, Isnt Interrupted due to your birth. Wordsworth ✌

Wordsworth Life of Paradise with lots of pain, Tongue of fine is dissolve and gain. Worth of life in the single stroke, Glimpse of bond in manual scope. Parallel in the acute while, The term is merely fragile. Holocaust in distinct Utterance, Remark is what can defence. Verse of every books of pure, Always mentioned the root to secure. Initial is the Wordsworth, Isnt Interrupted due to your birth. Wordsworth ✌

Haseena Dudekula

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Romance is the essence of life, Romance is in the morning rays, caressing the buds to bloom, dew drops seducing tender leaves, and the bees cohorting the blossomed flowers begging, for a suck... #dedicated #naturepoet #wordsworth #yqbaba #onromance

Romance is the essence of life, Romance is in the morning rays, caressing the buds to bloom, dew drops seducing tender leaves, and the bees cohorting the blossomed flowers begging, for a suck... #dedicated #naturepoet #wordsworth #yqbaba #onromance

Homo Sapien

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I was darting along the streets of my town, Smirking at the passing oldies' frown. The sun peeking from behind the rocks, Like a kid plotting to pocket the cakes. Perched on the pinnacle of the tree, Is the cuckoo with its beak free. It warbles an aesthetic tune, And hides for the fear of being seen. The foliages alongside look at their best, With dew drops dripping down the crest. That twinkle when the sunlit drops shimmer, Propels me into the so-called linger. The sheep bleating out to be milked, The cocoons so scared to be silked. Unfurled over all of us is the sky atop, Bleeding turquoise blue down the orb. I stared down at the ubiquitous Earth, Musing how it loves all with such mirth. And finally,emerges that smile of mine, For the assets blessed by the king of shrine.                                                                                       As I took a walk in the morn #nature #wordsworthy

I was darting along the streets of my town, Smirking at the passing oldies' frown. The sun peeking from behind the rocks, Like a kid plotting to pocket the cakes. Perched on the pinnacle of the tree, Is the cuckoo with its beak free. It warbles an aesthetic tune, And hides for the fear of being seen. The foliages alongside look at their best, With dew drops dripping down the crest. That twinkle when the sunlit drops shimmer, Propels me into the so-called linger. The sheep bleating out to be milked, The cocoons so scared to be silked. Unfurled over all of us is the sky atop, Bleeding turquoise blue down the orb. I stared down at the ubiquitous Earth, Musing how it loves all with such mirth. And finally,emerges that smile of mine, For the assets blessed by the king of shrine.                                                                                       As I took a walk in the morn #nature #wordsworthy

Shivani Abbaraju

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Humming the tunes of the reaper That once Wordsworth met I travel my way through life To see if the chords change Waiting for new music to begin To dance in its embrace Hoping the old ones to end And never leave me desolate. #yqbaba #yqdidi #love #music #wordsworth #solitaryreaper #loneliness #hope

Humming the tunes of the reaper That once Wordsworth met I travel my way through life To see if the chords change Waiting for new music to begin To dance in its embrace Hoping the old ones to end And never leave me desolate. #yqbaba #yqdidi #love #music #wordsworth #solitaryreaper #loneliness #hope