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Desire: I will always remember you as the sirimiri that has wet the arid land of life, and the seeds of hopes get cultivated to crops of success, feeding my famished desire. #nojotoenglish,#desire,#famished

Desire: I will always remember you as the sirimiri that has wet the arid land of life, and the seeds of hopes get cultivated to crops of success, feeding my famished desire. #nojotoenglish,#desire,#famished

Amit Jotwani

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Ignorant we are, feeding our bodies even as our souls stay famished. #soul #ignorance #famished #YoPoWriMo #yqbaba

Ignorant we are, feeding our bodies even as our souls stay famished. #soul #ignorance #famished #YoPoWriMo #yqbaba

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When soul is starving, every lie they serve feels like a dessert Famished soul~ #hunger #love #lies #betrayal #soul #oneliner #yqmusings #yqbaba

When soul is starving, every lie they serve feels like a dessert Famished soul~ #hunger #love #lies #betrayal #soul #oneliner #yqmusings #yqbaba

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The moment you change the definitions of change there widens a gap between the said and untold. (Read Caption) The moment you change the definitions of change, there widens a gap between the said and untold. The time stitcher poet, jots the famishe

The moment you change the definitions of change there widens a gap between the said and untold. (Read Caption) The moment you change the definitions of change, there widens a gap between the said and untold. The time stitcher poet, jots the famishe

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(Read Caption) Arousal of your notes sang me Harmony. I danced on my feet draping the breaths. Tenderly you snuggled in the blanket of ambrosia. I felt al

(Read Caption) Arousal of your notes sang me Harmony. I danced on my feet draping the breaths. Tenderly you snuggled in the blanket of ambrosia. I felt al

Sushil Kumar Gochhayat

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Earth: O' the earth, my adorable mother, though I have not come from your womb, you have nourished me, cherishing all my wishes, supplying unrestrained oxygen for my breath. The water of your rivers, springs and fountains have quenched my thirst. The industries also feed their equipments with this Adams ale for production. Yes, O my mother, your trees have given me shade, dropping fruits to appease my hunger. Crops on your bosom save the mankind from being famished. In your invisible lap, I sleep without any hint of danger. The drizzle from your sky exhorts me, the warmth of your sun nourishes me And the moon with her silvery rays paves my path. Yes, O' my mother, you allow us to grow plants And industries. You permit us to build long storey for our comfort. You never rebuke us for our science related researches though you feel suffocated. You always smile like a true, hospitable and pious mother, without expecting anything from us. Earth: O' the earth, my adorable mother, though I have not come from your womb, you have nourished me, cherishing all my wishes, supplying

Earth: O' the earth, my adorable mother, though I have not come from your womb, you have nourished me, cherishing all my wishes, supplying unrestrained oxygen for my breath. The water of your rivers, springs and fountains have quenched my thirst. The industries also feed their equipments with this Adams ale for production. Yes, O my mother, your trees have given me shade, dropping fruits to appease my hunger. Crops on your bosom save the mankind from being famished. In your invisible lap, I sleep without any hint of danger. The drizzle from your sky exhorts me, the warmth of your sun nourishes me And the moon with her silvery rays paves my path. Yes, O' my mother, you allow us to grow plants And industries. You permit us to build long storey for our comfort. You never rebuke us for our science related researches though you feel suffocated. You always smile like a true, hospitable and pious mother, without expecting anything from us. Earth: O' the earth, my adorable mother, though I have not come from your womb, you have nourished me, cherishing all my wishes, supplying

Bharath Nandibhatla

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#NaPoWriMo \\The hungry Wolverine *--*--*--*--* Tonight, a full moon and a starry sky. The wilderness teeming with life, the woods lit up, this once,

#NaPoWriMo \\The hungry Wolverine *--*--*--*--* Tonight, a full moon and a starry sky. The wilderness teeming with life, the woods lit up, this once,

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// The last pack of biscuits lay there on the bare shelf of the kitchen and Asif had looked at it innumerable times, even held it only to place it back.// Full story in caption. The last pack of biscuits lay there on the bare shelf of the kitchen and Asif had looked at it innumerable times, even held it only to pla

// The last pack of biscuits lay there on the bare shelf of the kitchen and Asif had looked at it innumerable times, even held it only to place it back.// Full story in caption. The last pack of biscuits lay there on the bare shelf of the kitchen and Asif had looked at it innumerable times, even held it only to pla

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THE LOCKED DOOR #yqbaba #chitstory #yostowrimo #shortstory #thelockeddoor One day i decided to lose myself. I mean I wanted to lock myself somewhere and

THE LOCKED DOOR #yqbaba #chitstory #yostowrimo #shortstory #thelockeddoor One day i decided to lose myself. I mean I wanted to lock myself somewhere and

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A bitch was born from their blood. The literature was the fucking lunatic, that day, well aware of the situation so it handled meticulously finding right words at right time just more than enough to pierce the gut of the words being crying itself out for asylum. (Read caption) I never knew you were faking all the way, you would have done that earlier for what you have done now, it would have not turned me into a st

A bitch was born from their blood. The literature was the fucking lunatic, that day, well aware of the situation so it handled meticulously finding right words at right time just more than enough to pierce the gut of the words being crying itself out for asylum. (Read caption) I never knew you were faking all the way, you would have done that earlier for what you have done now, it would have not turned me into a st