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Internet Jockey
Paresh Rawal quotes Breakfast Mein Either Poha or Paranthe Me to Bhai: #NojotoQuote Poha Paranthe Food Memes
D. Chowdhury
"Chats & Blushes" Chapter: 40 (Read the caption) She: Dinner? He: Having. She: Menu? He: Paneer paranthe.
Suriya Arivazhagan
Will only be known to me, paper, Air and fire. Imagine you wrote a poem but the paper got burnt in the middle leaving only the first two lines and the last one line in such a way that the
R.S. Meena
After burning heart, no cared for it, While heart urged to go away from heat. Both couldn't change themselves a bit. Imagine you wrote a poem but the paper got burnt in the middle leaving only the first two lines and the last one line in such a way that the
Anuj Jain
Riding a chariot drawn by seven horses He set about to implement God's will ...... ....... ....... ...... ...... ....... Sun indeed looked radiant like a king (To defeat the dark Knight and end it's reign He donned the armour of hope Concealing a mellow heart And a quiver full of fiery darts His gaze burnt the dark knight's army Trodding over it's path Singeing all with his wrath Never once dithering Sun indeedlooked radiant like a king) Imagine you wrote a poem but the paper got burnt in the middle leaving only the first two lines and the last one line in such a way that the
ꜱʜᴀʀɪ ʟᴀʟᴜ
Sometimes I feel still I'm there... No.. we are there.. When we had met that last time.. I never think that was our last meeting That day I hug you firmly .. You asked...why tears... That time, I too can't realized why it comes between us.. Now I embrace firmly that moments.. But unfortunately it became memories Imagine you wrote a poem but the paper got burnt in the middle leaving only the first two lines and the last one line in such a way that the
Jai Singh
The smouldring soul The molten heart The smoking words The burnt down poem The cold Ash Blown away by icy wind Soul still on fire heart still full of lava The vacant eyes The dead words The dead and burnt out poem Imagine you wrote a poem but the paper got burnt in the middle leaving only the first two lines and the last one line in such a way that the
Swathi Praveen
You were my dearest, My love, my soul, my you in me, (but hardly you felt me, The way the I feel till now, And merely did you think of me The way I thought of you, Was my love a one sided, Or a fake drama affair of yours) You are still my mostly of lovely muse.. #swathiwrites2022 Imagine you wrote a poem but the paper got burnt in the middle leaving only the first two lines and the last one line in s