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The Perfect Date. | Srijan.

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Love each other like You are the lyric and they are the music. Under the night sky,. With a smiling moon there,. Surrounded by a constellation of stars,. Dazzling as if its Eclipse. Perfect day for a date,. Where it will be just you and me. A place not so fancy,. Isolated from the world,. To make two hearts one. A lake all around,. With a small island in between. On a boat we go,. Away from the world. Paddling the boat in the night sky,. With you in it, smiling! What more could I ask for? Stopped at last,.

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The World and I – Alive and Drunk

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These letters are the fossils engraved with the stories that keep us alive. The World and I. Chocolate chips and brown bread slices,. Drained rivers and far away crises,. Vision unseen of humans crawling,. Oh look at those Sky scrappers falling! I see a world being designed for me, Daddy. It’s the time of creation,. Of a huge celebration. A roller coaster with stitched plastic sheets,. A bank note, I afford to give,. Oh look at those closing bars! I now, own them all. The white snails in my storage jars,.

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Bliss – An Extemporized Blog

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A personal collection of poems written extemporaneously. Would it be;. If I were able to. Would feel like;. Here on earth too;. To spot them,. To open your heart. To be able to love them,. To help us cleanse our sins;. They are truly special. For they carry in their hearts. A piece of heaven,. I will find a place. In such an angel’s heart;. She will teach me. Of selfless love;. You see it’s truly an art;. Go to heaven,. Nor find a way. Into her heart;. I could be;. 8211; Advaita Inamdar. People rarely su...

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Touching poem on Terrorism! – Fab Writings

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BE CREATIVE. BE INNOVATIVE. BE YOURSELF. Touching poem on Terrorism! July 8, 2016. September 30, 2016. They are shedding tears, but I won’t write to wipe them,. They lost their loved ones, but I won’t write to sympathise them. They are threatened, but I won’t write to warm them,. They are horrified, but I won’t write to calm them. Lives were washed away, under the sheets of bullets,. They pulled the trigger and terrorized them to the fullest. Horrific wounds are buried under thick smoke of bomb,. August ...

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The World and I – Alive and Drunk

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These letters are the fossils engraved with the stories that keep us alive. The World and I. Chocolate chips and brown bread slices,. Drained rivers and far away crises,. Vision unseen of humans crawling,. Oh look at those Sky scrappers falling! I see a world being designed for me, Daddy. It’s the time of creation,. Of a huge celebration. A roller coaster with stitched plastic sheets,. A bank note, I afford to give,. Oh look at those closing bars! I now, own them all. The white snails in my storage jars,.

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Silence / No Regrets – An Extemporized Blog

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A personal collection of poems written extemporaneously. Silence / No Regrets. The meaning of life is in-between the lines,. But the spaces between them are only stories,. Of broken hearts, of unrequited love and lost lovers,. For those ghosts of regrets, and of those countless unspoken words,. Haunt these forlorn lovers’ hearts with their weeping and waning,. Silence was their enemy and they stumbled into their graves themselves,. And that some things are not best left unsaid,. That she was an angel,.

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Humble – Inked Thoughts and Midnight Monologues

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Inked Thoughts and Midnight Monologues. A fluid state of being with a memorable trail, through a river full of thoughts I sail. Leaving the labyrinths of a chaotic world behind, it’s a journey through the jungles of my subconscious mind. It’s so easy to fall in love with fragility. December 23, 2016. Writing, poetry, music, literature and photography. 31 thoughts on “ Humble. December 23, 2016 at 1:49 pm. As delicate as always, and yet profound. I love this. 😊😊. Liked by 1 person. Liked by 1 person.

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100 follows!! 👼👼 – The PenGirl

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What I can't say, I write. I follow my pen's sight. Let’s talk BOOKS. A Cup of Postivi’tea’. Date: January 12, 2017. On the blog… So happy me. 🙈. I know it’s not a very big achievement but beauty lies in the smallest of things, right? It’s has been a slow process for me but each moment of blogging was precious to me. I savoured each new like and comment and danced on getting heart-warming compliments (yeah crazy me 😂😂). Stay tuned for more amazing posts. Published by Kiran Goswami. Once upon a time.

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I’m Stronger Than You Think I Am – Whispers Of A Wallflower

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Whispers Of A Wallflower. Ramblings by someone who is made of perfections and imperfections, dreams and excuses, and smiles and scars. I’m Stronger Than You Think I Am. I could see in the depth of your eyes. Shades of all the cities. I ever dreamt of traveling to. But little did i know of. The lust that lurked beneath all the hues. Not just the lust to make love with my body. But also the one to make love. With all the pain that would wreathe me. When you would drift away from me. Alone, without your arms.