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White I walked and walked and walked, When I stopped I realized, I had forgotten my destination. ©indefinite_mirage destination #car Bhagyashree Jena Dristi Dash UnHeardकवि

White I walked and walked and walked, When I stopped I realized, I had forgotten my destination. ©indefinite_mirage destination #car Bhagyashree Jena Dristi Dash UnHeardकवि

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White In the midst of my darkness, I find peace and quiet, With a bit of comfort from, The heart that aches across, Thoughts and sighs. ©indefinite_mirage thoughts #Sad_shayri Bhagyashree Jena Dristi Dash UnHeardकवि

White In the midst of my darkness, I find peace and quiet, With a bit of comfort from, The heart that aches across, Thoughts and sighs. ©indefinite_mirage thoughts #Sad_shayri Bhagyashree Jena Dristi Dash UnHeardकवि

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Black Head's up in the clouds, high with fantasy. Voices are echoing out loud in rowdy harmony. Eyes are wide opened, ears intently listen; In awe of the vibrant vivid delusion. White dress swaying, the breeze soothing; Among the daisies and magnolias I see you standing. Next to you they are nothing, the flowers. Over them your exalted presence towers. ©indefinite_mirage magnolia #Thinking Bhagyashree Jena Dristi Dash UnHeardकवि

Black Head's up in the clouds, high with fantasy. Voices are echoing out loud in rowdy harmony. Eyes are wide opened, ears intently listen; In awe of the vibrant vivid delusion. White dress swaying, the breeze soothing; Among the daisies and magnolias I see you standing. Next to you they are nothing, the flowers. Over them your exalted presence towers. ©indefinite_mirage magnolia #Thinking Bhagyashree Jena Dristi Dash UnHeardकवि

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White Often a torn thread, this poem peeping through the gaps, a bejewelled lace round my neck of voices that buried deep in its skin. Often a torn thread unwoven dreams, treachery to heart's honesty, sometimes a wish that gave up halfway through. ©indefinite_mirage poem #Friendship Bhagyashree Jena Dristi Dash UnHeardकवि

White Often a torn thread, this poem peeping through the gaps, a bejewelled lace round my neck of voices that buried deep in its skin. Often a torn thread unwoven dreams, treachery to heart's honesty, sometimes a wish that gave up halfway through. ©indefinite_mirage poem #Friendship Bhagyashree Jena Dristi Dash UnHeardकवि

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Men walking on dark street Don't you know, If the sun wishes, it can craft, The crescent fading away, The trees ablaze, Even a dove succumbing to its heat. So, remember, The sun shall shine, forever in our midst. ©indefinite_mirage forever #Emotional Bhagyashree Jena Dristi Dash UnHeardकवि

Men walking on dark street Don't you know, If the sun wishes, it can craft, The crescent fading away, The trees ablaze, Even a dove succumbing to its heat. So, remember, The sun shall shine, forever in our midst. ©indefinite_mirage forever #Emotional Bhagyashree Jena Dristi Dash UnHeardकवि