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Akshay Vasu

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And then, they finally decided that it doesn't matter anymore whether they walked on the graves or the walls. All that mattered to them was reaching the light that everyone wanted, but nobody could ever reach. ©Akshay Vasu Graves and walls #akshayvasu #graves #walls #light

And then, they finally decided that it doesn't matter anymore whether they walked on the graves or the walls. All that mattered to them was reaching the light that everyone wanted, but nobody could ever reach. ©Akshay Vasu Graves and walls #akshayvasu #graves #walls #light

Mayaank Modi

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I have seen the storms n its devastations, nothing new to me. I have seen the castles demolishing n graves sprouting. I have felt the trauma n punctures it creates not just on the body but to the soul. I m accustomed to all. But this time, I m afraid, i m really afraid ... I m afraid that i m not afraid of it anymore. If u r right, stand alone, don't fall apart. It's a war, war of dignity against humiliation. #yourquote #storms #graves #yourquotethoughts

I have seen the storms n its devastations, nothing new to me. I have seen the castles demolishing n graves sprouting. I have felt the trauma n punctures it creates not just on the body but to the soul. I m accustomed to all. But this time, I m afraid, i m really afraid ... I m afraid that i m not afraid of it anymore. If u r right, stand alone, don't fall apart. It's a war, war of dignity against humiliation. #yourquote #storms #graves #yourquotethoughts

wingless poet in tempting winds

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DUST WON'T LAST Soon the moon will untune, Its coat will be empty to the eye. The body will be dry, I wish not to know of your future sighs, I wont say bye , For my hands will not work as lively as wipers of a soaked car. No blood will pluck my strings, No ashes in me will be a thing. You will pack me in the wooden bag that carries humans that are broken beyond repair. You will stair at the poisonous bed. You will accuse any black bird and bats you will see. But later 'Earth ' you will realise is just a stair that leads people to drown in meali-meal of soil. While dressing my home with flowers and tears, you will cry. Then the vicar will join my nothingness to the ground and on earth I nolonger will be found. (p.c poems 21)ii. ©philzz mutafya chisunka when graves will call....

DUST WON'T LAST Soon the moon will untune, Its coat will be empty to the eye. The body will be dry, I wish not to know of your future sighs, I wont say bye , For my hands will not work as lively as wipers of a soaked car. No blood will pluck my strings, No ashes in me will be a thing. You will pack me in the wooden bag that carries humans that are broken beyond repair. You will stair at the poisonous bed. You will accuse any black bird and bats you will see. But later 'Earth ' you will realise is just a stair that leads people to drown in meali-meal of soil. While dressing my home with flowers and tears, you will cry. Then the vicar will join my nothingness to the ground and on earth I nolonger will be found. (p.c poems 21)ii. ©philzz mutafya chisunka when graves will call....

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Nothing pained him More than the thought that, over these many years; she never bothered to pay him a visit, not even once; at his grave too ! #She PC: Pinterest #yqbaba #yourquote #aestheticthoughts #peppeboy #yqenglish #pain #longings #graves

Nothing pained him More than the thought that, over these many years; she never bothered to pay him a visit, not even once; at his grave too ! #She PC: Pinterest #yqbaba #yourquote #aestheticthoughts #peppeboy #yqenglish #pain #longings #graves

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Robert Graves Quotes Read Quotes of your favorite authors every day. #nojotoenglish #englishquotes #RobertGraves quotes

Robert Graves Quotes Read Quotes of your favorite authors every day. #nojotoenglish #englishquotes #RobertGraves quotes

charanjit

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बाज़ के बच्चे को मुर्गी के चूज़ों में रखा तो वह, आसमान की बुलंदियों भूल बैठा, दूर से ही देखता बाज़ों को उड़ते हुए, मगर ख़ुद का अस्तित्व भूल गया। बाज़ का जीवन भूलकर, मुर्गे की भांति वह मर गया। Oliver Wendoll Holmes said: Most people go to their GRAVES, with MUSIC still in them. ©charanjit Most people go to their graves with music still in them. -Oliver Wendall Holmes . #Motivational #Inspiration #Motivational #inspiratio

बाज़ के बच्चे को मुर्गी के चूज़ों में रखा तो वह, आसमान की बुलंदियों भूल बैठा, दूर से ही देखता बाज़ों को उड़ते हुए, मगर ख़ुद का अस्तित्व भूल गया। बाज़ का जीवन भूलकर, मुर्गे की भांति वह मर गया। Oliver Wendoll Holmes said: Most people go to their GRAVES, with MUSIC still in them. ©charanjit Most people go to their graves with music still in them. -Oliver Wendall Holmes . #Motivational #Inspiration #Motivational #inspiratio

sss ekshayar

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*पस ए मुर्दन- मरने के बाद उल्फत - महोब्बत कुर्बत - मिलाप तुर्बत - कब्र #SSS #ekshayar #poet #death #love #graves #writerofindia

*पस ए मुर्दन- मरने के बाद उल्फत - महोब्बत कुर्बत - मिलाप तुर्बत - कब्र #SSS #ekshayar #poet #death #love #graves #writerofindia

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~~Cradles to Grave~~ The hand that cradles you becomes the grave that cradles you, when the eyes that cradles you gropes you even without touching you. Random ramblings: 169 The blaring truth about the hands that give love to you end up killing your soul by just changing the look in their e

~~Cradles to Grave~~ The hand that cradles you becomes the grave that cradles you, when the eyes that cradles you gropes you even without touching you. Random ramblings: 169 The blaring truth about the hands that give love to you end up killing your soul by just changing the look in their e

Ankita R. Devi

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LET THAT CORRODE Wish thy words shall ever remain, As effusive a vestige for frail stay. In a chamber for an austere rattle, Each letter I'll save for a rainy day. I'll watch the horizon crumble up, While shore bids bye to its waves. A flicker of gaze and silent blinks, So thy may see me slay in graves. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my coffin let there be strewn. Not a friend, not a friend greet, My poor corpse, where my bones shall b

LET THAT CORRODE Wish thy words shall ever remain, As effusive a vestige for frail stay. In a chamber for an austere rattle, Each letter I'll save for a rainy day. I'll watch the horizon crumble up, While shore bids bye to its waves. A flicker of gaze and silent blinks, So thy may see me slay in graves. Not a flower, not a flower sweet, On my coffin let there be strewn. Not a friend, not a friend greet, My poor corpse, where my bones shall b