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Black Head's up in the clouds, high with fantasy. Voices are echoing out loud in rowdy harmony. Eyes are wide opened, ears intently listen; In awe of the vibrant vivid delusion. White dress swaying, the breeze soothing; Among the daisies and magnolias I see you standing. Next to you they are nothing, the flowers. Over them your exalted presence towers. ©indefinite_mirage magnolia #Thinking Bhagyashree Jena Dristi Dash UnHeardकवि
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White Often a torn thread, this poem peeping through the gaps, a bejewelled lace round my neck of voices that buried deep in its skin. Often a torn thread unwoven dreams, treachery to heart's honesty, sometimes a wish that gave up halfway through. ©indefinite_mirage poem #Friendship Bhagyashree Jena Dristi Dash UnHeardकवि
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Men walking on dark street Don't you know, If the sun wishes, it can craft, The crescent fading away, The trees ablaze, Even a dove succumbing to its heat. So, remember, The sun shall shine, forever in our midst. ©indefinite_mirage forever #Emotional Bhagyashree Jena Dristi Dash UnHeardकवि
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I will have my cake and eat it as well. I am thy selfish collectivist and thy selfless individualist —thy worst enemy and thy best friend. I am god, I am devil — your renegade, your comrade — the embodiment of evil and of good. I am thy future, thy past, thy birth, my death. I am 0, I am 1, your father, your son, my daughter and my mom. Transcend me, I demand, Transcend you, I will. I have never existed, I have always existed — expected but never expected — I am contradiction and its end—I am reflection of thyself. I am your leader, I am your student, your follower and your guide. I fight corruption with corruption, fire with water. Corrupted corruption, I am. ©indefinite_mirage corrupted #aaina Bhagyashree Jena Dristi Dash UnHeardकवि
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For as long as I have existed, For as long as I had been feeling, I had wrote them down with pen and paper. I had wrote them down on my computer. Until I bled through my pain, Ripped open my newsprint skin, Drew them out in sketches and doodles, I had never resisted the addiction, The need to explain, The need to be seen, This need to be understood. Exposed my beating heart, Only to watch it wither in my own hand. I'm not who I thought I was, I was never the center of the universe, I was never the queen I was told I was. My paintings never filled with enough colors My voice never loud enough My presence unnoticed. I had been part of the wind for long. How could I have been so wrong? ©indefinite_mirage perspective #bicycleride Bhagyashree Jena Dristi Dash UnHeardकवि
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Grateful the twirl of galaxies don't drown my soul like they used to, For what is constantly chased to the edge of the planet is not for me, Grateful that tornados come and pass by but I remain to still on the sky, For what is hidden is not meant for me to seek with such cry. ©indefinite_mirage twirl #bachpan Bhagyashree Jena Dristi Dash UnHeardकवि
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When a poet dies, With a yearning desire, Burning like hell's fire, To express the waves of thoughts, That can't be fought. ©indefinite_mirage fight #Holi Bhagyashree Jena Dristi Dash UnHeardकवि
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Autumn A night riddled with failures plagues my sight. The stench of my old mistakes still lingers. But even in this deep darkness, I still catch glimpses of the day light. A violent wind blows outside, I hear whispers within. Calling me to abandon pain, And once again embrace my true name. As though in the storm Is my greatness engraved. ©indefinite_mirage night #autumn Bhagyashree Jena Dristi Dash UnHeardकवि
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बधाइयों की बरसात-सी रही मुबारक हो बेटी पराई हो गयी.. पत्थर दिल बाप का पिघल गया अनिल अजीब दस्तूरे-दुनिया का सारी कमाई बेटी पर खर्च नही की सारी दौलत लुटाकर बेटी कमाई मैंने.. हृदय-टुकड़ा महसूस कर गया हृदय पीड़ा पराई-सी दुनिया नज़रों में वों बेटी हृदय हृदय से चिपक कर पुकार उठा रोना नही याद करने से पूर्व मैं दहलीज आ जाऊंगी.. ©Anil Ray #Daughter
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Village Life Within the confines of a secluded room, devoid of windows, doors, air, or light, Yet it tightly holds the entire world in its grasp. She expressed her desire to break free from conformity, To carve her own path instead of being like everybody else. ©indefinite_mirage free #villagelife Bhagyashree Jena Dristi Dash UnHeardकवि