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Sai Manohar

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I will miss the nervous hope of walking around the corner, searching to lock onto your gaze out of the blue. I will miss turning back one last time, to see you dissolve into the evening crowd. I will miss flipping the fortune wheel on the rainbow, staking a bet on the color of your dress for today. I will miss walking past you, stealing the spark in your eyes and the scent of your wavy tresses flowing down the naked shoulder. I think I'm gonna miss you; more in the memories unborn, than the ones past. Close(d) encounters

I will miss the nervous hope of walking around the corner, searching to lock onto your gaze out of the blue. I will miss turning back one last time, to see you dissolve into the evening crowd. I will miss flipping the fortune wheel on the rainbow, staking a bet on the color of your dress for today. I will miss walking past you, stealing the spark in your eyes and the scent of your wavy tresses flowing down the naked shoulder. I think I'm gonna miss you; more in the memories unborn, than the ones past. Close(d) encounters

Mwangi Kirungoh

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I don't have much of a story, Just a few words on a page; A ripple effect, A broken piece of furniture, A poorly painted picture. My solitude is sacred, But I call it peace. I'm a creep, Who's beaten down by life. I battle monsters under my bed, And the ones stuck in my head. But aren't we all lonely? Looking for warmth, Looking for our way back home. Looking for a special someone to call, To call when evil surrounds? The sun might be shinning, But I am running cold, And running out of time. May be I'm too young to know, But can you really get over something? The last of my kind.

I don't have much of a story, Just a few words on a page; A ripple effect, A broken piece of furniture, A poorly painted picture. My solitude is sacred, But I call it peace. I'm a creep, Who's beaten down by life. I battle monsters under my bed, And the ones stuck in my head. But aren't we all lonely? Looking for warmth, Looking for our way back home. Looking for a special someone to call, To call when evil surrounds? The sun might be shinning, But I am running cold, And running out of time. May be I'm too young to know, But can you really get over something? The last of my kind.

Dpk Kumar

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जब खुद के लिए जिया जाए गा इश्क फिर रूह से किया जाए गा हर माशूक फिर मीरा होगी जब हँस कर ज़हर पिया जाए गा close to soul #The feeling of soul

जब खुद के लिए जिया जाए गा इश्क फिर रूह से किया जाए गा हर माशूक फिर मीरा होगी जब हँस कर ज़हर पिया जाए गा close to soul #The feeling of soul

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Iss tute dil ki daastan tum na smjh paoge Uske vaade raato ko mujhe hi stayege Kaash pass hota koi apna Tum toh dilasa dekr chle jaoge Loneliness Is The Worst Kind Of Sadness

Iss tute dil ki daastan tum na smjh paoge Uske vaade raato ko mujhe hi stayege Kaash pass hota koi apna Tum toh dilasa dekr chle jaoge Loneliness Is The Worst Kind Of Sadness