THAT PLACID TIMBERLAND They say beaway from those wild creatures little did they know they r the most sagacious teachers aren't u amazed witnessing the harmony of forest That serene surrounding is like treasure to eyes that peaceful voice of rivers n streams was better than those fights n cries that was just for that silly human rights That placid timberland 🌴

That placid timberland 🌴

Gunnu Hindustani

Timber trail @ Himachal Pradesh #Love

bharatraj kumawat

TIMBER🏏🇮🇳🇮🇳 Bold Umran malik #स्पोर्ट्स

Komal Sharma Gupta

I write of tumble down, cast off words falling from heights, down to grounds of reality. Sudden stops on cold sodden earth, they shiver my timbers. Shiver my timbers. #tejaswiniaura #365days365quotes #yqbaba #yourquote #newwritersclub #yqpoetry #shivermytimbers #napowrimo

Shiver my timbers. #tejaswiniaura #365days365quotes #yqbaba #yourquote #newwritersclub #yqpoetry #shivermytimbers #NAPOWRIMO

I write of
tumble down,
cast off words
falling from heights,
down to grounds of reality.

Sudden stops on
cold sodden earth,
they shiver my timbers. Shiver my timbers.
#tejaswiniaura #365days365quotes #yqbaba #yourquote #newwritersclub #yqpoetry #shivermytimbers #napowrimo

Komal Sharma Gupta

Another day in Lockdown Town, Time itself is lock-downed, looping in regular patterns of same old, same old life, each job is to repeated, next day and the next twice. The world is in upheaval, changing rules, lives, anguish, mental strife, Time does not seem to care, a rolling juggernaut, never stopping, looping, looping to us sternly schooling, learn to take things in stride, a better tomorrow lies on the sidelines. The need of the hour, hold steady, be ready. @tejaswiniaura Interesting info on the word Lockdown:- It was only in the 1970s that “lockdown” began to mean an extended state of confinement for inmates

Interesting info on the word Lockdown:- It was only in the 1970s that “lockdown” began to mean an extended state of confinement for inmates #YourQuoteAndMine #lockdowndiary #day35lockdown #tejaswiniaura

Another day in Lockdown Town,
Time itself is lock-downed,
looping in regular patterns
of same old, same old life,
each job is to repeated,
next day and the next twice.

The world is in upheaval,
changing rules, lives, anguish, mental strife,
Time does not seem to care,
a rolling juggernaut, never stopping,
looping, looping
to us sternly schooling,
learn to take things in stride,
a better tomorrow lies on the sidelines.
The need of the hour,
hold steady, be ready.
@tejaswiniaura Interesting info on the word Lockdown:-
It was only in the 1970s that “lockdown” began to mean an extended state of confinement for inmates

Meera Ali

Memories of cologne laid all silent, with the soul carrying the music of beloved's, in the lifeless veins of timber, before it cried for the stranger to make it's home alive. (Read Caption) I will try my best to not write a tragic poem but a monotonous poetry for 'Taboot' born from dead metaphors. Memories

I will try my best to not write a tragic poem but a monotonous poetry for 'Taboot' born from dead metaphors. Memories

Memories of cologne
laid all silent, with the soul
carrying the music of beloved's,
in the lifeless veins of timber,
before it cried for the stranger
to make it's home alive.

(Read Caption) I will try my best
to not write a tragic poem
but a monotonous poetry for
'Taboot'
born from dead metaphors.

Memories

Bad Poet

A Letter to Nazia (caption) *A Letter to Nazia* Dear Nazia, I have no idea where you are right now. I am feeling some strong emotions right now as I type these word

*A Letter to Nazia* Dear Nazia, I have no idea where you are right now. I am feeling some strong emotions right now as I type these word #Music #Inspiration #nazia #badpoet #Subcontinent #paidstory #naziahassan