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सोए है कई लोग graveyard मे यानि कब्रिस्तान मे, जहाँ लोग कम भटकते हैं बस साल मे एक बार आ फूल रख,candle जला आते हैं, यही लोग जब जिन्दा थे तो क्या धाक रही होंगी पर अब क़ोई नहीं पूछ रहा जीते जी ही अपने सब शौक पूरे कर लो पुन्य जमा कर लो जाने कब मौत आ जाए तो यही अच्छे क़ाम आपके क़ाम आऐगे ज़िन्दगी के रहते भी और ज़िन्दगी खत्म होने के बाद भी... ©PUJA UDESHI #Jindagi #graveyard

सोए है कई लोग graveyard मे यानि कब्रिस्तान मे, जहाँ लोग कम भटकते हैं बस साल मे एक बार आ फूल रख,candle जला आते हैं, यही लोग जब जिन्दा थे तो क्या धाक रही होंगी पर अब क़ोई नहीं पूछ रहा जीते जी ही अपने सब शौक पूरे कर लो पुन्य जमा कर लो जाने कब मौत आ जाए तो यही अच्छे क़ाम आपके क़ाम आऐगे ज़िन्दगी के रहते भी और ज़िन्दगी खत्म होने के बाद भी... ©PUJA UDESHI #Jindagi #graveyard

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DREAMS AND GRAVEYARDS The past is somewhat like a graveyard, Whether those we visit there bring happiness or sorrow we can do no more than look, One directional conversations and a paralyzing realization that the end is real and that it has happened is what we are offered, There is a familiarity in the feeling of fingers clawing at our chest, Clawing to fight this distant pain they know they can never reach, The tears we wish could roll back because we know this kind of salt doesn't heal wounds, We keep getting lost at the crossroads of things we wish we hadn't done, the things we wish we had done and the things we wish we had done better, Eventhough we made those crossroads and have walked them many times before, It's a futile routine that comes with a pinch of amnesia so we don't quite remember its futility when we repeat it, But I don't suppose anyone could say they've done different, How could one deny that the past is a drug that has permanent residence in our blood, That we are all addicts of some sort, The regret, nostalgia, memories, ruins...the pain, So why then do we keep coming back? Do we not know we can't breath life into bone? That we are resented by these graves for standing above them? That we disturb their peace as much as they do ours? We don't belong there any more than the past belongs in the present, And so the question forms itself, How many years must we spend on spent years? ©पूर्वार्थ #dream #graveyard

DREAMS AND GRAVEYARDS The past is somewhat like a graveyard, Whether those we visit there bring happiness or sorrow we can do no more than look, One directional conversations and a paralyzing realization that the end is real and that it has happened is what we are offered, There is a familiarity in the feeling of fingers clawing at our chest, Clawing to fight this distant pain they know they can never reach, The tears we wish could roll back because we know this kind of salt doesn't heal wounds, We keep getting lost at the crossroads of things we wish we hadn't done, the things we wish we had done and the things we wish we had done better, Eventhough we made those crossroads and have walked them many times before, It's a futile routine that comes with a pinch of amnesia so we don't quite remember its futility when we repeat it, But I don't suppose anyone could say they've done different, How could one deny that the past is a drug that has permanent residence in our blood, That we are all addicts of some sort, The regret, nostalgia, memories, ruins...the pain, So why then do we keep coming back? Do we not know we can't breath life into bone? That we are resented by these graves for standing above them? That we disturb their peace as much as they do ours? We don't belong there any more than the past belongs in the present, And so the question forms itself, How many years must we spend on spent years? ©पूर्वार्थ #dream #graveyard

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||Graves|| Huge clumps of lifeless bodies, Every one buried deep under; None moves, stands or sits outrightly. With utmost discipline in single position, All lie motionless, in deep slumbers. On this misty wintery december, Piles of frozen snow lay covering, Each one of their engraved Epitaph. As none of them can ever speak of their identity, Let everything melts and be water, again. PC: Pinterest #yqbaba #yourquotebaba #aestheticthoughts #yqquotes #peppeboy #graveyard #lifeless #epitah

||Graves|| Huge clumps of lifeless bodies, Every one buried deep under; None moves, stands or sits outrightly. With utmost discipline in single position, All lie motionless, in deep slumbers. On this misty wintery december, Piles of frozen snow lay covering, Each one of their engraved Epitaph. As none of them can ever speak of their identity, Let everything melts and be water, again. PC: Pinterest #yqbaba #yourquotebaba #aestheticthoughts #yqquotes #peppeboy #graveyard #lifeless #epitah

Shravanthi S

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Lament of thy serene souls devoured the peace in the graveyard. OPEN FOR COLLAB #lament of life echoing in the #graveyard #yqbaba #bithikahalder Pic - pinterest #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with Bithika Halder

Lament of thy serene souls devoured the peace in the graveyard. OPEN FOR COLLAB #lament of life echoing in the #graveyard #yqbaba #bithikahalder Pic - pinterest #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with Bithika Halder

Vidhi Vishwas

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Our mind is the graveyard of memories alive..... ©Vidhi Vishwas Sometimes all you need is peace..... #peace #mind #graveyard #Memories #Alive #life #truth #silence #suspence #Struggle

Our mind is the graveyard of memories alive..... ©Vidhi Vishwas Sometimes all you need is peace..... #peace #mind #graveyard #Memories #Alive #life #truth #silence #suspence #Struggle

rajat gupta

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अच्छा है की रिश्तों का कब्रिस्तान नहीं होता, वरना एक एक के नाम दस-ग्यारह कब्रें होती । #tale #oneliner #relation #fake #graveyard #yqbaba #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with Dhawal Barot #babayaga

अच्छा है की रिश्तों का कब्रिस्तान नहीं होता, वरना एक एक के नाम दस-ग्यारह कब्रें होती । #tale #oneliner #relation #fake #graveyard #yqbaba #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with Dhawal Barot #babayaga

Vidhi Vishwas

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Our mind is the graveyard of memories alive... #yqbaba #mind #thoughts #graveyard #memories #trending #voiceofsilence #misery

Our mind is the graveyard of memories alive... #yqbaba #mind #thoughts #graveyard #memories #trending #voiceofsilence #misery

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इश्क़ों की बात करूँ तो, जितने थे सब फ़ना हुए। अब्र है भाप के बरसते हर पल की क़ब्र पर। •rip• #yqbaba #graveyard #survival #rip #YourQuoteAndMine #calmkaziwrites #calmkazicollabs Spontaneous collab with Kavisha Srivastava

इश्क़ों की बात करूँ तो, जितने थे सब फ़ना हुए। अब्र है भाप के बरसते हर पल की क़ब्र पर। •rip• #yqbaba #graveyard #survival #rip #YourQuoteAndMine #calmkaziwrites #calmkazicollabs Spontaneous collab with Kavisha Srivastava

Asiya Shaikh

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They marked me crippled, Knowing the current ephemera, Little did they know, Wild daisies do bloom in the graveyard of rose. Pic credit: little sister. #yqbaba #yourquote #yqdiary #rose #daisy #crippled #ephemera #graveyard

They marked me crippled, Knowing the current ephemera, Little did they know, Wild daisies do bloom in the graveyard of rose. Pic credit: little sister. #yqbaba #yourquote #yqdiary #rose #daisy #crippled #ephemera #graveyard