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Swati Priyadarshini

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I don't let my pain to sink, Till it chok my half filled throat. I don't let my fear to clot, Till it suck my half blooded soul ! From half bled soul🍁💜 #yqbaba #blood #frozenbrute #sink #soul #pain #life

I don't let my pain to sink, Till it chok my half filled throat. I don't let my fear to clot, Till it suck my half blooded soul ! From half bled soul🍁💜 #yqbaba #blood #frozenbrute #sink #soul #pain #life

PRAKASH CHANDRA NAYAK

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Duped, he was broken from inside. Traitor she was, for least she knew that his nib was his only heart and what his wounds bled wasn't blood but ink. Duped, he was broken from inside. Traitor she was, for least she knew that nib was his only heart and what his wounds bled wasn't blood but

Duped, he was broken from inside. Traitor she was, for least she knew that his nib was his only heart and what his wounds bled wasn't blood but ink. Duped, he was broken from inside. Traitor she was, for least she knew that nib was his only heart and what his wounds bled wasn't blood but

Hemalatha G

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The mendacious nights Keep obscuring it's moon, For it fears that the Eccentric moon would, Fall down to coalesce With the sunkissed words. The words bled during nights, have magnetic power. Even the moon feels that it's better to rest on the paper than to dangle in the sky. #y

The mendacious nights Keep obscuring it's moon, For it fears that the Eccentric moon would, Fall down to coalesce With the sunkissed words. The words bled during nights, have magnetic power. Even the moon feels that it's better to rest on the paper than to dangle in the sky. #y

Mon🎼oon Nayak🥀

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// PUSH AND PULL // *Do read the caption!!* You pushed me Very hard I fell of cliff And bled from places It really hurt I tried reaching you And was pushed harder No matter what

// PUSH AND PULL // *Do read the caption!!* You pushed me Very hard I fell of cliff And bled from places It really hurt I tried reaching you And was pushed harder No matter what

Anuj Jain

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The twilight beckons me Daylight had been disappointing We keep on seeking solace Life's intent beguiling Hello Resties!❤️ A 4453 poem is a poem with 4 words in the first two lines and similarly 5 and 3 words in the consecutive lines. For Insta

The twilight beckons me Daylight had been disappointing We keep on seeking solace Life's intent beguiling Hello Resties!❤️ A 4453 poem is a poem with 4 words in the first two lines and similarly 5 and 3 words in the consecutive lines. For Insta

Miss xyz

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I searched for 'difference' but couldn't find any. But when I looked back It was 'different'. Hello Resties!❤️ A 4453 poem is a poem with 4 words in the first two lines and similarly 5 and 3 words in the consecutive lines. For Insta

I searched for 'difference' but couldn't find any. But when I looked back It was 'different'. Hello Resties!❤️ A 4453 poem is a poem with 4 words in the first two lines and similarly 5 and 3 words in the consecutive lines. For Insta

CalmKazi

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I got hurt and bled, dabbed it with a rag then posted that sog in an alleyway. Someone walks by and looks this way. They all see that diagram monotonous and laden with venous energy absorbing the ether becoming aware, thoughtful in synergy. It’s your house I carry on my shoulders I fondly call it memory and make it a permanent reminder by engraving it as poetry They call me a poet while I just talk. Habits I got hurt and bled, dabbed it with a rag then posted that sog in an alleyway Someone walks by and looks this way. They all see tha

I got hurt and bled, dabbed it with a rag then posted that sog in an alleyway. Someone walks by and looks this way. They all see that diagram monotonous and laden with venous energy absorbing the ether becoming aware, thoughtful in synergy. It’s your house I carry on my shoulders I fondly call it memory and make it a permanent reminder by engraving it as poetry They call me a poet while I just talk. Habits I got hurt and bled, dabbed it with a rag then posted that sog in an alleyway Someone walks by and looks this way. They all see tha

Shree

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There was a paper cut The night bled black, There was no slack yet the latch seized, There was no destination.... still mind ran wild, heart painted dark & denied, Every night, Every hour, There was same fight, Oh my dear! What a plight! Let there be rescue might! Let there be safer night! Let it survive! There was a paper cut The night bled black, There was no slack yet the latch seized, There was no destination.... still mind ran wild, hear

There was a paper cut The night bled black, There was no slack yet the latch seized, There was no destination.... still mind ran wild, heart painted dark & denied, Every night, Every hour, There was same fight, Oh my dear! What a plight! Let there be rescue might! Let there be safer night! Let it survive! There was a paper cut The night bled black, There was no slack yet the latch seized, There was no destination.... still mind ran wild, hear

Hari Varma

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10092021 - 253/365 Like Ram once liberated Ahalya, by the touch of his feet on a rock, Sculptors liberate the beauty, trapped within the rock, just by a touch of his hands. (Read full in Caption) 10092021 - 253/365 Like Ram once liberated Ahalya, by the touch of his feet on a rock, Sculptors liberate the beauty, trapped within the ro

10092021 - 253/365 Like Ram once liberated Ahalya, by the touch of his feet on a rock, Sculptors liberate the beauty, trapped within the rock, just by a touch of his hands. (Read full in Caption) 10092021 - 253/365 Like Ram once liberated Ahalya, by the touch of his feet on a rock, Sculptors liberate the beauty, trapped within the ro