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Jeswin JRJ

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Tempest proves way to exclusive thoughts ©Jeswin JRJ Tempest #Doobey

Tempest proves way to exclusive thoughts ©Jeswin JRJ Tempest #Doobey

Sudhansu Senapati

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Our secrets Don't tell anyone but her secrets swirl, Secrets piled up since her birth, Layers on layers like marble on river bed, Some fluid, Some solid all mixed up. On bad days, whirlpools churn around, Like tempest in deep sea, or in doldrums, All secrets, painful and ecstatic for her, Vortex leading to her tender heart. Prithee my dear, don't torment yourself, Spill it to me, so would I, My secrets, Liberated by our confessions, free we are, Hearts and minds redeemed will rejoice. Nothing sinful or virtue, It's all an act, It's all in our minds, who cares what others say. #secrets #whirlpool #tempest

Our secrets Don't tell anyone but her secrets swirl, Secrets piled up since her birth, Layers on layers like marble on river bed, Some fluid, Some solid all mixed up. On bad days, whirlpools churn around, Like tempest in deep sea, or in doldrums, All secrets, painful and ecstatic for her, Vortex leading to her tender heart. Prithee my dear, don't torment yourself, Spill it to me, so would I, My secrets, Liberated by our confessions, free we are, Hearts and minds redeemed will rejoice. Nothing sinful or virtue, It's all an act, It's all in our minds, who cares what others say. #secrets #whirlpool #tempest

Sangeeta Dey Roy

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There's a million times you raised your delicate hands , Emanating a unheard message against hegemony. Too many flowers have been plucked Midway through their lifespan. To the many WHY' S you had calmed the pricky questions By taking solace in weaving stories About the evanescent dawn ,noon and dusk. And when the night spread her blanket you could feel a uncomfortable shroud slowly gulping you. In silence, You could only see one word.... Unwilling submission, Unwanted surrenderance . That defined you and many. You had been building bridges,but The building blocks collapsed The wear and tear was actually happening in you. Maybe slowly gathering fuel For the unpredictable tempest day. ©Sangeeta Dey Roy # unpredictable tempest # against hegemony

There's a million times you raised your delicate hands , Emanating a unheard message against hegemony. Too many flowers have been plucked Midway through their lifespan. To the many WHY' S you had calmed the pricky questions By taking solace in weaving stories About the evanescent dawn ,noon and dusk. And when the night spread her blanket you could feel a uncomfortable shroud slowly gulping you. In silence, You could only see one word.... Unwilling submission, Unwanted surrenderance . That defined you and many. You had been building bridges,but The building blocks collapsed The wear and tear was actually happening in you. Maybe slowly gathering fuel For the unpredictable tempest day. ©Sangeeta Dey Roy # unpredictable tempest # against hegemony

Amit Jotwani

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The windchimes of yesteryear's loss are being stirred by the tempest of memory. Will stillness ever visit me again? #windchimes #tempest #memory #stillness #YoPoWriMo18 #yqbaba

The windchimes of yesteryear's loss are being stirred by the tempest of memory. Will stillness ever visit me again? #windchimes #tempest #memory #stillness #YoPoWriMo18 #yqbaba

Santosh Jangam

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**"Tranquil Tempest "** Restless mind, body seeks calm, Each moment besieged, peace is a balm. Thoughts whirl, storms within, Seeking solace, where to begin? Yearning for peace, shackles bound tight, Past moments haunt, future's plight. Taming the mind, a fleeting quest, Breath held in fear, heart in unrest. Lost in the maze, footsteps stray, Body weary, soul in disarray. Restless mind, seeking repose, In the storm's eye, tranquility rose. ©Santosh Jangam #poem The moral of the poem "Tranquil Tempest" is to find inner peace amidst life's chaos.

**"Tranquil Tempest "** Restless mind, body seeks calm, Each moment besieged, peace is a balm. Thoughts whirl, storms within, Seeking solace, where to begin? Yearning for peace, shackles bound tight, Past moments haunt, future's plight. Taming the mind, a fleeting quest, Breath held in fear, heart in unrest. Lost in the maze, footsteps stray, Body weary, soul in disarray. Restless mind, seeking repose, In the storm's eye, tranquility rose. ©Santosh Jangam #poem The moral of the poem "Tranquil Tempest" is to find inner peace amidst life's chaos.

Preethi

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“Tongue nor heart Cannot conceive nor name thee!” ©Preethi #literature #preethiscribbling #Englishpoetry #EnglishLangauge #poetry #Quotes #Shakespeare #tempest

“Tongue nor heart Cannot conceive nor name thee!” ©Preethi #literature #preethiscribbling #Englishpoetry #EnglishLangauge #poetry #Quotes #Shakespeare #tempest

Princi Mishra

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The tempest can not last forever, it just can't. One fine day the Sun will shine and as the rays will touch your skin, they will reflect how bright your aura is. Dont just give in.... rather hold tight to whats most strong in you. Tempest #princimishraquotes #nojotoquotes #words #poetry #thoughts #poetry #quotes #writers #baagijazbaat

The tempest can not last forever, it just can't. One fine day the Sun will shine and as the rays will touch your skin, they will reflect how bright your aura is. Dont just give in.... rather hold tight to whats most strong in you. Tempest #princimishraquotes #nojotoquotes #words #poetry #thoughts #poetry #quotes #writers #baagijazbaat

Giftsy Dorcas

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Sometimes I'm turbulent as the roaring wind- Flaring, Slowly transforming into an unstoppable tempest, That is when someone rushes to switch me off, My blades slow down, And like always, I calm down hanging from the ceiling, as Yours truly, FAN. FAN-DOM. Random ramblings: 106 #giftsydorcas #yqbaba #newwritersclub #ceiling #tempest #3dgdoc

Sometimes I'm turbulent as the roaring wind- Flaring, Slowly transforming into an unstoppable tempest, That is when someone rushes to switch me off, My blades slow down, And like always, I calm down hanging from the ceiling, as Yours truly, FAN. FAN-DOM. Random ramblings: 106 #giftsydorcas #yqbaba #newwritersclub #ceiling #tempest #3dgdoc

Dr. Ernest Salami

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We met like wild fire roaring towards each other. And that's how we became a mighty flame... One that consumed us even to ashes. Why didn't we ever meet like the clapping of hands? We would have become a beautiful sound... One that the whole world would never get tired of hearing. The beauty in love... The bereavement in breakup...

We met like wild fire roaring towards each other. And that's how we became a mighty flame... One that consumed us even to ashes. Why didn't we ever meet like the clapping of hands? We would have become a beautiful sound... One that the whole world would never get tired of hearing. The beauty in love... The bereavement in breakup...