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▪︎Seasons▪︎ My skin felt frozen when my heart ached of breaking; My life, like winter. Then tears descended from blurry clouds of my eyes; My life, like monsoon. Hope seemed foliage leaving me in mere dismay; My life, like autumn. Woe shone very bright above the parched, barren heart; My life, like summer. They rejoice seasons with glee And I bear with sufferance. P.S. Dark phases of life #yqbaba #quotestitchers #qsblindwars #qsblindwarsr5 #haikusonnet #versesofstella #season Quote Stitchers

▪︎Seasons▪︎ My skin felt frozen when my heart ached of breaking; My life, like winter. Then tears descended from blurry clouds of my eyes; My life, like monsoon. Hope seemed foliage leaving me in mere dismay; My life, like autumn. Woe shone very bright above the parched, barren heart; My life, like summer. They rejoice seasons with glee And I bear with sufferance. P.S. Dark phases of life #yqbaba #quotestitchers #qsblindwars #qsblindwarsr5 #haikusonnet #versesofstella #season Quote Stitchers

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▪︎An Art▪︎ Amidst elvish stars twinkling on the unlit skies she picked a few words. From the dusky clouds floating along the vast black she stole ideas. She plucked metaphors glinting like the fireflies from the ablaze moon. From the stygian night solacing the whole ambience she framed the stanzas. And then, she created art of the night and its beauty. #yqbaba #quotestitchers #qsblindwars #qsblindwarsr5 #versesofstella #haikusonnet Quote Stitchers

▪︎An Art▪︎ Amidst elvish stars twinkling on the unlit skies she picked a few words. From the dusky clouds floating along the vast black she stole ideas. She plucked metaphors glinting like the fireflies from the ablaze moon. From the stygian night solacing the whole ambience she framed the stanzas. And then, she created art of the night and its beauty. #yqbaba #quotestitchers #qsblindwars #qsblindwarsr5 #versesofstella #haikusonnet Quote Stitchers

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••yes, those adverbs•• ••yes, those adverbs•• They are a cluttered mess like a five year old's room, reminding you why he should not have one. They are a show of weakness,

••yes, those adverbs•• ••yes, those adverbs•• They are a cluttered mess like a five year old's room, reminding you why he should not have one. They are a show of weakness,

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who says thou dark holds no friends, when even our cracks sing of kintsugi? who says thy nights are spent alone, when the silver bowl hovers above you, forming shadows, even with light not its own? who says those stars live in another place when thee may see them falling with every new home? at last, you listen to your heart and end up with yourself. ••why not yourself?•• who says thou dark holds no friends, when even our cracks sing of kintsugi? who says thy nights are spent alone, when the silver

who says thou dark holds no friends, when even our cracks sing of kintsugi? who says thy nights are spent alone, when the silver bowl hovers above you, forming shadows, even with light not its own? who says those stars live in another place when thee may see them falling with every new home? at last, you listen to your heart and end up with yourself. ••why not yourself?•• who says thou dark holds no friends, when even our cracks sing of kintsugi? who says thy nights are spent alone, when the silver

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It's not the fact that you are worn out which restricts you from knitting safe igloos on your cloth. Instead, you being worn out shall let you tug to the cloth for a little longer than is needed, for then, you shall know the beauty that lies in torn strings, of both yours and mine- within and without. And that's how we shall learn to not be scared of knots. #quotestitchers #theunsungquill #poetry #qsblindwars #qsblindwarsr5

It's not the fact that you are worn out which restricts you from knitting safe igloos on your cloth. Instead, you being worn out shall let you tug to the cloth for a little longer than is needed, for then, you shall know the beauty that lies in torn strings, of both yours and mine- within and without. And that's how we shall learn to not be scared of knots. #quotestitchers #theunsungquill #poetry #qsblindwars #qsblindwarsr5

The Dream Doodler

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That stack of blank filth, is me, who scrambles the world, which was of blood, sweat. I scream to get it, the noise, the world, the landfall. But receptor's lost.

That stack of blank filth, is me, who scrambles the world, which was of blood, sweat. I scream to get it, the noise, the world, the landfall. But receptor's lost.

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•Saffron lies• I wear lies on my sleeves to hide the skin of truth. My truth is tainted. Lie is a choice, and I wear it getting sank inside my own skin.

•Saffron lies• I wear lies on my sleeves to hide the skin of truth. My truth is tainted. Lie is a choice, and I wear it getting sank inside my own skin.