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Cerebral Derange

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// Shakespearean Sonnet // The artist true a mast'ry divine love The heart like ocean clear blue veil be _Bride with orn'ry decor behind dark leave Hast within hemlock cruel not raw honey bee Their verses deftly expert crafting not By sleety pensive minding flux of bald Whence purest meditate mind then caught The sources drowing within hearts to bleed Experts are shits wilt never divine hit Real are batter divine gates of door And feel like hitting damsel clit With calmness streaming bald of lore Be not a deftly mundane artist Like Be authentic artist thro sources touch spike OPEN FOR COLLAB✨ #ATgirlbg871 • A Challenge by Aesthetic Thoughts! ✨ Collab with your soulful words.✨ • Must use hashtag: #shakespeareansonnet • Please maintain the aesthetics.

// Shakespearean Sonnet // The artist true a mast'ry divine love The heart like ocean clear blue veil be _Bride with orn'ry decor behind dark leave Hast within hemlock cruel not raw honey bee Their verses deftly expert crafting not By sleety pensive minding flux of bald Whence purest meditate mind then caught The sources drowing within hearts to bleed Experts are shits wilt never divine hit Real are batter divine gates of door And feel like hitting damsel clit With calmness streaming bald of lore Be not a deftly mundane artist Like Be authentic artist thro sources touch spike OPEN FOR COLLAB✨ #ATgirlbg871 • A Challenge by Aesthetic Thoughts! ✨ Collab with your soulful words.✨ • Must use hashtag: #shakespeareansonnet • Please maintain the aesthetics.

Cerebral Derange

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// Shakespearean Sonnet // The artist true a mast'ry divine love The heart like ocean clear blue veil be _Bride with orn'ry decor behind dark leave Hast within hemlock cruel not raw honey bee Their verses deftly expert crafting not By sleety pensive minding flux of bald Whence purest meditate mind then caught The sources drowing within hearts to bleed Experts are shits wilt never divine hit Real are batter divine gates of door And feel like hitting damsel clit With calmness streaming bald of lore Be not a deftly mundane artist Like Be authentic artist thro sources touch spike OPEN FOR COLLAB✨ #ATgirlbg871 • A Challenge by Aesthetic Thoughts! ✨ Collab with your soulful words.✨ • Must use hashtag: #shakespeareansonnet • Please maintain the aesthetics.

// Shakespearean Sonnet // The artist true a mast'ry divine love The heart like ocean clear blue veil be _Bride with orn'ry decor behind dark leave Hast within hemlock cruel not raw honey bee Their verses deftly expert crafting not By sleety pensive minding flux of bald Whence purest meditate mind then caught The sources drowing within hearts to bleed Experts are shits wilt never divine hit Real are batter divine gates of door And feel like hitting damsel clit With calmness streaming bald of lore Be not a deftly mundane artist Like Be authentic artist thro sources touch spike OPEN FOR COLLAB✨ #ATgirlbg871 • A Challenge by Aesthetic Thoughts! ✨ Collab with your soulful words.✨ • Must use hashtag: #shakespeareansonnet • Please maintain the aesthetics.

The Dream Doodler

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I sit by the Ganga of my grief summed up. Often water evaporates, breeze of guilt kisses mouth I try to cry, to collect Bay of Bengal in a cup But it hurts to travel so far till south. Meanwhile, soothes the cold waves of tragedy, with cupped up hands, I sip in some grief, it seems. Meanwhile, I smirk at my Ganga; as if the errs are comedy I hammer an old wall for numerous memes. I smirk, and then smile at the irony of the smirk, I smile at the smiles, my smiles outnumber. On the 'happy me', my grief leaves mark. Find my latest smile, give it a number. Bet, there will be infinite smiles even in my last mile, In the world of positivity vs negativity, my smile will have the last smile:) What is a last smile, well? A #sonnet after quite a long time. #qspowrimod4 #qspowrimo #quotestitchers #shakespeareansonnet #draperil

I sit by the Ganga of my grief summed up. Often water evaporates, breeze of guilt kisses mouth I try to cry, to collect Bay of Bengal in a cup But it hurts to travel so far till south. Meanwhile, soothes the cold waves of tragedy, with cupped up hands, I sip in some grief, it seems. Meanwhile, I smirk at my Ganga; as if the errs are comedy I hammer an old wall for numerous memes. I smirk, and then smile at the irony of the smirk, I smile at the smiles, my smiles outnumber. On the 'happy me', my grief leaves mark. Find my latest smile, give it a number. Bet, there will be infinite smiles even in my last mile, In the world of positivity vs negativity, my smile will have the last smile:) What is a last smile, well? A #sonnet after quite a long time. #qspowrimod4 #qspowrimo #quotestitchers #shakespeareansonnet #draperil

Manpreet Kaur

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He was wearing his kindness, I watched him from distance, helping someone with blindness, I thanked almighty for thee’s existence. Next day at same cafe, He came with my ordered coffee, I put a rose in the same tray, Which he passed to Aunt Sophie. It's been a week now , I was persistence, He didn't see any how, Showing his very resistance. He finally gave me a rose but withered, I fell in love with him again for the way he slithered. #mkaur #sonnet #shakespeareansonnet

He was wearing his kindness, I watched him from distance, helping someone with blindness, I thanked almighty for thee’s existence. Next day at same cafe, He came with my ordered coffee, I put a rose in the same tray, Which he passed to Aunt Sophie. It's been a week now , I was persistence, He didn't see any how, Showing his very resistance. He finally gave me a rose but withered, I fell in love with him again for the way he slithered. #mkaur #sonnet #shakespeareansonnet