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Sweta

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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

Cerebral Derange

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HAIKU SONNET ------------------------------------- Not like all my love Sweet to sleep with your body As bitter my love Taste it, no you can't As them you are, easily Hurt, do not be proud On white tone skin of Yours, between the animals Your, they leave scars & wounds Come to me taste the Bitterness of love and truth My love is bitter Not like sweet lust to enjoy Your parts, but to enjoy soul #AT9by30poems#ATNaPoWriMo#NaPoWriMo#aestheticthoughts#love#haikusonnet#yqbaba#yqdidi

HAIKU SONNET ------------------------------------- Not like all my love Sweet to sleep with your body As bitter my love Taste it, no you can't As them you are, easily Hurt, do not be proud On white tone skin of Yours, between the animals Your, they leave scars & wounds Come to me taste the Bitterness of love and truth My love is bitter Not like sweet lust to enjoy Your parts, but to enjoy soul #AT9by30poems#ATNaPoWriMo#NaPoWriMo#aestheticthoughts#love#haikusonnet#yqbaba#yqdidi

Cerebral Derange

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HAIKU SONNET ------------------------------------- Not like all my love Sweet to sleep with your body As bitter my love Taste it, no you can't As them you are, easily Hurt, do not be proud On white tone skin of Yours, between the animals Your, they leave scars & wounds Come to me taste the Bitterness of love and truth My love is bitter Not like sweet lust to enjoy Your parts, but to enjoy soul #AT9by30poems#ATNaPoWriMo#NaPoWriMo#aestheticthoughts#love#haikusonnet#yqbaba#yqdidi

HAIKU SONNET ------------------------------------- Not like all my love Sweet to sleep with your body As bitter my love Taste it, no you can't As them you are, easily Hurt, do not be proud On white tone skin of Yours, between the animals Your, they leave scars & wounds Come to me taste the Bitterness of love and truth My love is bitter Not like sweet lust to enjoy Your parts, but to enjoy soul #AT9by30poems#ATNaPoWriMo#NaPoWriMo#aestheticthoughts#love#haikusonnet#yqbaba#yqdidi

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.