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अज्ञात
Make up ki queen ni Nature ki khubsurti thi wo Height choti thi But pyari or sweet thi wo Bachho si harkatein thi But un harkaton se hi mashoor thi wo Kavi na sant baithne ka adat tha uska But unhi chillahato se sbki jaan thi wo Galti pe kan pakar kar sorry kehti thi Uff, wo masumiyat Sukoon ki bhandar thi wo Na khatm ho kavi itni sari batein hai uski Meri zindagi ki sabse interesting kitab thi wo Ha meri pyari si 🙂jaan thi wo😊 Viraj😊 #LastDay #a #story #poem #lyrics
Schizology
A story of a story It is now four am in the morning I can't and it's very boring Maybe I could write up a story I know it will likely be corny A story of love and adventure Monsters, demons and creatures A hero gets cut and needs sutures The woman is a very pretty teacher They come from two different places The girl is nice, always says graces The boy is silly, always making faces Cross paths , elope, leaving no traces A story of destiny and of danger Two people join after being strangers The boy he's rough, raises gators The girl very gentle, has no anger The man battles ogres and cyclops She grows and tends to the crops He never cleaned, never used a mop She never had a fight , just yells stop One day I think I may write the book Of passion, romance, and second looks A beautiful young woman named Brooke And a man named Cal, who can not cook ©Schizology A story of a story #poem✍🧡🧡💛 #story #Random
Anuj Jain
The Gorgons having tasted humiliation with the only beauty, Medusa, they had, been killed, were seeking revenge. They had taken a lock of her hair that were slithering snakes and put them in a box. That box was accidentally opened by me yesterday. Gorgons are laughing. I can hear them. ◆ good afternoon spookians ◆ here is a image prompt for you all #scimageprompt ◆ collaborate with us and narrate a story / poem / microt
Schizology
A story of a story It is now four am in the morning I can't sleep and it's very boring Maybe I could write up a story I know it will likely be corny A story of love and adventure Monsters, demons and creatures A hero gets cut and needs sutures The woman is a very pretty teacher They come from two different places The girl is nice, always says graces The boy is silly, always making faces Cross paths , elope, leaving no traces A story of destiny and of danger Two people join after being strangers The boy he's rough, raises gators The girl very gentle, has no anger The man battles ogres and cyclops She grows and tends to the crops He never cleaned, never used a mop She never had a fight , just yells stop One day I think I may write the book Of passion, romance, and second looks A beautiful young woman named Brooke And a man named Cal, who can not cook ©Schizology A story of a story #story #poem✍🧡🧡💛
Schizology
A story of a story It is now four in the morning I can't sleep and it's very boring Maybe I could write up a story I know it would likely be corny A story of love and adventure Monsters, demons and creatures A hero gets hurt and needs sutures The woman is a very pretty teacher They come from two different places The girl is nice, always says graces The boy is silly, always making faces Cross paths, elope, leaving no traces A story of destiny and of danger Two people join after being strangers The boy he's tough, raises gators The girl very gentle, has no anger The man battles ogres and cyclops She grows and tends to the crops He's never cleaned, never used a mop She's never had a fight, just yells stop One day I think I might write the book Of passion, romance and second looks A beautiful young woman named Brooke And a man named Cal, who cannot cook Older poem ©Schizology A story of a story #story #poem✍🧡🧡💛 #adventure
Mahima Alekar
KAHANI NE KAVITA SE KHA- dadi, nani, papa, mummy har rat sbhne mujhe apne bachoo ko sunaaya kuch hi samay ke liye hi maine aapno ko aapno se karreeb hai laya part 3 .. battle between a story and a poem
Gaurav Kumar Yadav
आसमानों को ताकता पिंजरे का परिंदा हूं ! और सपनो के बिना बस ज़िंदा हु । पंखों को समेटे जिम्मेदारीयो में दिन गुज़रता हूं ! पिंजरे में कैद बस आसमानों को निहारता हूं । न आसमानों से डरता हूँ न ऊंचाईयों से डरता हूँ ! दो वक़्त की रोटी में बस घुट घुट के मरता हूं । ©Gaurav Kumar Yadav story of a every struggling man #poem