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Rahul Sharma

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OFT I FEEL Oft I feel the wind that buzz Carries a message with little fuzz You can't get extra from your deeds One gets in return what he does Oft I feel the evening sings The tune of love the clinking rings To spread the sacred message of compassion To fly for peace with mystical wings #apmchallenge #freewriting #poetry #poem #yqbaba #freewrite #challenge #napowrimo

OFT I FEEL Oft I feel the wind that buzz Carries a message with little fuzz You can't get extra from your deeds One gets in return what he does Oft I feel the evening sings The tune of love the clinking rings To spread the sacred message of compassion To fly for peace with mystical wings #apmchallenge #freewriting #poetry #poem #yqbaba #freewrite #challenge #napowrimo

Dr.Sameeksha Koundal🐾

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I had always been taken the other way.. Im introvert and also sensitive But I had been misunderstood by everyone I sometimes feel like may be I'm weird and others are normal With time I come to know that I'm not the only one who has such personality there are many.. And such time also came when calling yourself introvert or nerd became a trend.. At that time I thought the thing I was trying to escape throughout my life was actually in trend.. And it's not bad being introvert Infact introverts are far much better than extroverts.. And when I expected the fact people declined to accept it.. And I think this is the cycle of life.. I'm happy loner and my time with myself is often confused with me being full of pride and attitude.. Perks are there of everything I think.. So moral is that Expect what you are, you may be different but not alone.. #dreamingvet #freewriting #freewrite #rapidfire #yourquotebaba #yqbaba #free #penmandairy

I had always been taken the other way.. Im introvert and also sensitive But I had been misunderstood by everyone I sometimes feel like may be I'm weird and others are normal With time I come to know that I'm not the only one who has such personality there are many.. And such time also came when calling yourself introvert or nerd became a trend.. At that time I thought the thing I was trying to escape throughout my life was actually in trend.. And it's not bad being introvert Infact introverts are far much better than extroverts.. And when I expected the fact people declined to accept it.. And I think this is the cycle of life.. I'm happy loner and my time with myself is often confused with me being full of pride and attitude.. Perks are there of everything I think.. So moral is that Expect what you are, you may be different but not alone.. #dreamingvet #freewriting #freewrite #rapidfire #yourquotebaba #yqbaba #free #penmandairy

Sanjana Kumar

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I remember nights where I don't remember any of the laughter and I laugh. I skip the steps, two at a time and I curse at myself when I do not lose my balance. I peek through the blinds when the morning light sweeps in and I wonder if I'm lost yet. I don't remember things that were sad anymore because I know only sadness. //caption// I write about us. I write about what all of it was and what all of it could have been. I write about the flaws we found and the perfections we etched upon them. I dream of nights in rainforests and I dream of afternoons caught in hailstorms. I reek of liquor I savour and I look like a mess of black and red. I feel too much for me to handle and I overwhelm myself in the darkness. I cry out in pain, of helpless pleasures and I smile through the sighs that carve your name.

I remember nights where I don't remember any of the laughter and I laugh. I skip the steps, two at a time and I curse at myself when I do not lose my balance. I peek through the blinds when the morning light sweeps in and I wonder if I'm lost yet. I don't remember things that were sad anymore because I know only sadness. //caption// I write about us. I write about what all of it was and what all of it could have been. I write about the flaws we found and the perfections we etched upon them. I dream of nights in rainforests and I dream of afternoons caught in hailstorms. I reek of liquor I savour and I look like a mess of black and red. I feel too much for me to handle and I overwhelm myself in the darkness. I cry out in pain, of helpless pleasures and I smile through the sighs that carve your name.