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My blemishes turn me inferior. And I don't agree that they can chisel down my wings, I never belive that Born with numerous atrocities I'm, Dejections and woes can't cease me; For, I am a brave soul. Faria sprinkle some magic !! ❣ ▪︎▪︎▪︎ Salve! Amica Amicus.. Poet Poetes🎈 Welcome to Stantia Club, The house of talented Artists.✍️ Warm Welcome to the FESTIVE VAGANZA, a three-day writing challenge.

My blemishes turn me inferior. And I don't agree that they can chisel down my wings, I never belive that Born with numerous atrocities I'm, Dejections and woes can't cease me; For, I am a brave soul. Faria sprinkle some magic !! ❣ ▪︎▪︎▪︎ Salve! Amica Amicus.. Poet Poetes🎈 Welcome to Stantia Club, The house of talented Artists.✍️ Warm Welcome to the FESTIVE VAGANZA, a three-day writing challenge.

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𝐌𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 Falling times ten and getting back up eleven, Stick to this saying bur not only in letters, Falling may injure but moving back will choke. You are an eagle, why do you feel shy among crows? Each inch of skies is to be explored, gear up! You fell so hard each bone is throbbing

𝐌𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 Falling times ten and getting back up eleven, Stick to this saying bur not only in letters, Falling may injure but moving back will choke. You are an eagle, why do you feel shy among crows? Each inch of skies is to be explored, gear up! You fell so hard each bone is throbbing

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White pebbles were all I used to collect, The preschooler me in my piggy bank I used fingers dig the sand; I select, I spent hours to cull the pebbles so swank. For me, those elvish things were wealth The way they shine, the way they reflect, They're crucial to be handled with stealth For, their jingles got some unusual inflect. Faria Jahan there you go ❣ Font: Garamond Size: 5 Salve! Amica Amicus..Poet Poetes🎈

White pebbles were all I used to collect, The preschooler me in my piggy bank I used fingers dig the sand; I select, I spent hours to cull the pebbles so swank. For me, those elvish things were wealth The way they shine, the way they reflect, They're crucial to be handled with stealth For, their jingles got some unusual inflect. Faria Jahan there you go ❣ Font: Garamond Size: 5 Salve! Amica Amicus..Poet Poetes🎈

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The hardwork makes me sweat, I prudently keep all my earning on rack, believing the sacrifice will be worth wait , as I desire to turn them into a stack. But for whom am I saving, my close ones have now gone too far, with broken relations I stand screaming, helpless with hidden scars. Little_ Kiddo11 ♡ Lets complete it together chhotu ❤️ Salve! Amica Amicus..Poet Poetes🎈 • Welcome to Stantia Club, The house of talented Artists.✍️ • Warm welcome to the FESTIVE VAGANZA, a three-day writing challenge.

The hardwork makes me sweat, I prudently keep all my earning on rack, believing the sacrifice will be worth wait , as I desire to turn them into a stack. But for whom am I saving, my close ones have now gone too far, with broken relations I stand screaming, helpless with hidden scars. Little_ Kiddo11 ♡ Lets complete it together chhotu ❤️ Salve! Amica Amicus..Poet Poetes🎈 • Welcome to Stantia Club, The house of talented Artists.✍️ • Warm welcome to the FESTIVE VAGANZA, a three-day writing challenge.

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In tears she decided to stand again and fight with her own fears of becoming who she was before her broken dreams that had shattered with her broken limbs like never before. Cheers to our friendship, had a nice time writing with you dear. Now waiting for you partner Durga Sidharth to put an end to my incomplete poem with your beautiful words. "WINNING OVER THE BADS OF LIFE" In tears she decided to stand again and fight with her own fears of becoming who she was before her broken dreams

In tears she decided to stand again and fight with her own fears of becoming who she was before her broken dreams that had shattered with her broken limbs like never before. Cheers to our friendship, had a nice time writing with you dear. Now waiting for you partner Durga Sidharth to put an end to my incomplete poem with your beautiful words. "WINNING OVER THE BADS OF LIFE" In tears she decided to stand again and fight with her own fears of becoming who she was before her broken dreams

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'You have fallen, now it's time to rise' I remind this to myself again and again. My heart aches but still I smile and I go back to the mainstream though I still have not healed. Shutting ourselves up when we breakdown doesn't help, doesn't heal, rather deepens wounds. I know hiding doesn't help at all, thus I face things, I never hide. They ask me how am I so strong, I remember then the innumerable pains I've taken, and fire upon fire that have burned me, and stabs upon stabs, but I've face it all alone. answer them finally, 'I teach myself to face things myself'. I see in this broken mirror my reflection as broken as my heart. Though I'm not still healed I face things, I don't hide. I teach myself to face things myself. I have no shoulder to cry upon nor anyone to say

'You have fallen, now it's time to rise' I remind this to myself again and again. My heart aches but still I smile and I go back to the mainstream though I still have not healed. Shutting ourselves up when we breakdown doesn't help, doesn't heal, rather deepens wounds. I know hiding doesn't help at all, thus I face things, I never hide. They ask me how am I so strong, I remember then the innumerable pains I've taken, and fire upon fire that have burned me, and stabs upon stabs, but I've face it all alone. answer them finally, 'I teach myself to face things myself'. I see in this broken mirror my reflection as broken as my heart. Though I'm not still healed I face things, I don't hide. I teach myself to face things myself. I have no shoulder to cry upon nor anyone to say

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Stressing my mind about writing this sonnet, thinking in silence, of words that could help expressing my thoughts on this title unveiled, and staging my verses for my reader's to connect. Acquire peace or accumulate wealth, or can someone achieve both in one sitting? I wonder if wealthy a person could happily sing, the secret to happy living and good health. Oh my dear partner Durga Sidharth, I am waiting for you to complete this poem of mine so that it looks as beautiful as you do💕💕 "ACCUMULATION OF WEALTH" Stressing my mind about writing this sonnet, thinking in silence, of words that could help expressing my thoughts on this title unveiled,

Stressing my mind about writing this sonnet, thinking in silence, of words that could help expressing my thoughts on this title unveiled, and staging my verses for my reader's to connect. Acquire peace or accumulate wealth, or can someone achieve both in one sitting? I wonder if wealthy a person could happily sing, the secret to happy living and good health. Oh my dear partner Durga Sidharth, I am waiting for you to complete this poem of mine so that it looks as beautiful as you do💕💕 "ACCUMULATION OF WEALTH" Stressing my mind about writing this sonnet, thinking in silence, of words that could help expressing my thoughts on this title unveiled,