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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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Peace had become an illusive dream. Until I caught a glimpse of it As it ran across your eyes, Danced upon your lips, And fell into your arms; Where it met my skin for the first time. ©indefinite_mirage Peace #SunSet Bhagyashree Jena Dristi Dash UnHeardकवि
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The rose is weeping for the nightingale, he is soaring high above the clouds. Sun sets and nightingale returns kisses her tears and sings the melodious song, soothing her to core. ©indefinite_mirage rose #traintrack Bhagyashree Jena Dristi Dash UnHeardकवि
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You soften your gaze with every glimpse, as if I am your last hope for love. Releasing the toxins, as you soak in my treats, the taste of heart shaped candies. ©indefinite_mirage gaze #sunlight Bhagyashree Jena Dristi Dash UnHeardकवि
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Sensitive. Is it really good to be sensitive? I don't think so. We should develop a thick skin but should not lose our softness. Like moisturizing ourselves spiritually. ©indefinite_mirage sensitive #snowpark Bhagyashree Jena Dristi Dash UnHeardकवि
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She said that she is collecting dust making a heap of it searching for it in the nook and corners in the caves and in the woods. She is carrying it on her back like a snail carrying its shell like a camel carrying its hump like a bird carrying sticks for its nest. She is making poetry, poetry out of dust. She is collecting dust,she said. ©indefinite_mirage Poetry #hillroad Bhagyashree Jena Dristi Dash UnHeardकवि
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चलते चलते हम यूं ही खो गए लगा की शायद हम रास्ता भूल गए। लेकिन जब पता चला की आपकी गलियों में ठहरे है, तब एहसास हुआ की हम तो अपनी मंजिल में पहुंच गए। ©indefinite_mirage हिंदी #HappyRoseDay Dristi Dash Bhagyashree Jena UnHeardकवि
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बहुत कुछ कहना है तुमसे दिल भरा हुआ है। इसलिए बहुत इंतजार किया तुम्हारा, पर कभी तुम नहीं मिलते और कभी अल्फाज नहीं मिलते। ©indefinite_mirage प्यार #loversday Bhagyashree Jena Dristi Dash UnHeardकवि