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Fair and Short (In Caption) Fair and Short. Red Roses and Moon knitted stories that demonstrated link of fate and ardour, kismet and desires, nemesis and want, intertwined to form a dreadful, hideous weird tale that defies rationale and sense. An Old saw that meant Defeat, Forlorn Sadness and Sorrow. Hola Writos. It’s time for the final challenge of our game.

Fair and Short (In Caption) Fair and Short. Red Roses and Moon knitted stories that demonstrated link of fate and ardour, kismet and desires, nemesis and want, intertwined to form a dreadful, hideous weird tale that defies rationale and sense. An Old saw that meant Defeat, Forlorn Sadness and Sorrow. Hola Writos. It’s time for the final challenge of our game.

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Unknown Number Even the best of days are not as satisfying as the ones when you accomplish your desired and cherished goals. Elated i was, unable to contain the grin that was due to my gloating over my deeds only. More than the excitement of planning how to spend the money, i was exulting on how i managed to pull it off. Full story in caption Challenge 6 “UNKNOWN NUMBER” ______________________ Even the best of days are not as satisfying as the ones when you accomplish your desired and cherished goals. Elated i was, unable to contain the grin that was due to my gloating over my deeds only. More than the excitement of planning how to spend the money, i was exulting on how i managed to pull it off. Suddenly the phone rang and i was shaken off by the voice at the other end, which even without an introduction said, 'I know all your secre

Unknown Number Even the best of days are not as satisfying as the ones when you accomplish your desired and cherished goals. Elated i was, unable to contain the grin that was due to my gloating over my deeds only. More than the excitement of planning how to spend the money, i was exulting on how i managed to pull it off. Full story in caption Challenge 6 “UNKNOWN NUMBER” ______________________ Even the best of days are not as satisfying as the ones when you accomplish your desired and cherished goals. Elated i was, unable to contain the grin that was due to my gloating over my deeds only. More than the excitement of planning how to spend the money, i was exulting on how i managed to pull it off. Suddenly the phone rang and i was shaken off by the voice at the other end, which even without an introduction said, 'I know all your secre

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Chain the time // I woke up in the middle of time, And time was as if no time ever had been // Full poem in Caption Chain the Time I woke up in the middle of Time And time was as if no time ever had been The clocks were all melting and fluid The time coalesced in a pool I was in a surreal daze How can time be fluid and melt

Chain the time // I woke up in the middle of time, And time was as if no time ever had been // Full poem in Caption Chain the Time I woke up in the middle of Time And time was as if no time ever had been The clocks were all melting and fluid The time coalesced in a pool I was in a surreal daze How can time be fluid and melt

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Hi Buddy, It's been a long month that we have not seen each other, how are you keeping. To tell you the truth, this had been the longest month of April that ever had been. No no I'm not bothered about staying in isolation, that is not a worry for me with all these books and cyber friends. It is without you buddy that i have stayed apart the longest and that is so very troublesome. The remembrances of your sweetness drives me to consume a spoon of sugar every now and then, but that exacerbates my desire to have you my friend, how would any one ever know what is it to miss a friend as luscious as you. Not for nothing you are the called the King by me. You are the epitome of softness and sweetness, texture and ethereal flavour, ohh! Rosogulla, my dear buddy how i miss you the most. I have never bothered to even know whether you're from Bengal or Orissa, for me you live in my heart and that's for sure. Let this lockdown get over, i promise i will be the first one to meet you, though i know that your fan list is inexhaustible. Till then in your remembrance once again i will try a spoonful of sugar again. See you soon. Love Your friend Anuj #wsquillnquarantine #wslettertobuddy #wsscribblezone #yqwritosphere #scribbles #yqbaba

Hi Buddy, It's been a long month that we have not seen each other, how are you keeping. To tell you the truth, this had been the longest month of April that ever had been. No no I'm not bothered about staying in isolation, that is not a worry for me with all these books and cyber friends. It is without you buddy that i have stayed apart the longest and that is so very troublesome. The remembrances of your sweetness drives me to consume a spoon of sugar every now and then, but that exacerbates my desire to have you my friend, how would any one ever know what is it to miss a friend as luscious as you. Not for nothing you are the called the King by me. You are the epitome of softness and sweetness, texture and ethereal flavour, ohh! Rosogulla, my dear buddy how i miss you the most. I have never bothered to even know whether you're from Bengal or Orissa, for me you live in my heart and that's for sure. Let this lockdown get over, i promise i will be the first one to meet you, though i know that your fan list is inexhaustible. Till then in your remembrance once again i will try a spoonful of sugar again. See you soon. Love Your friend Anuj #wsquillnquarantine #wslettertobuddy #wsscribblezone #yqwritosphere #scribbles #yqbaba

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HATE Hate the word that is so loathsome Always makes a person devoid of reason Take this away from the world Empathy will automatically reign Hackneyed this may sound to you Always skeptical you are Take this from me Empathy always kills hate Hate we have to eliminate After all this life is not to be a waste Try a bit we can do it Effort needed a bit only. #wsvanishaword #wsquillnquarantine #writospherethescribblezone #scribbles #wrscribblezone #yqbaba #yqhate #yqwritosphere

HATE Hate the word that is so loathsome Always makes a person devoid of reason Take this away from the world Empathy will automatically reign Hackneyed this may sound to you Always skeptical you are Take this from me Empathy always kills hate Hate we have to eliminate After all this life is not to be a waste Try a bit we can do it Effort needed a bit only. #wsvanishaword #wsquillnquarantine #writospherethescribblezone #scribbles #wrscribblezone #yqbaba #yqhate #yqwritosphere

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A one day trip to human zoo A one day trip to the human zoo Now was the time Amazing was the time The first time it happened Roles got interchanged Humans got a taste of their own medicine The monkey exulted on seeing the kids

A one day trip to human zoo A one day trip to the human zoo Now was the time Amazing was the time The first time it happened Roles got interchanged Humans got a taste of their own medicine The monkey exulted on seeing the kids

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In the white of winters, in the reds of seas a Swallow flies from the trees she relishes in sunshine like memories do in mine. The stars, the moon, the earth sob while she showers in mirth her heart full of numerous streams she flows from all the forest's dreams. Unknown she is for the storms that await, to swallow whole of her within. Ruthless tides form for the sailors that sail, takes the their oars to let the sailors fail. In the rains of monsoon, with the smell of waters in the wreath of flowers with fountains in numerous allures rises a dreamy duet of words. #wsscribblezone #wsquillnquarantine #aestheticthoughts #wslettertrap

In the white of winters, in the reds of seas a Swallow flies from the trees she relishes in sunshine like memories do in mine. The stars, the moon, the earth sob while she showers in mirth her heart full of numerous streams she flows from all the forest's dreams. Unknown she is for the storms that await, to swallow whole of her within. Ruthless tides form for the sailors that sail, takes the their oars to let the sailors fail. In the rains of monsoon, with the smell of waters in the wreath of flowers with fountains in numerous allures rises a dreamy duet of words. #wsscribblezone #wsquillnquarantine #aestheticthoughts #wslettertrap

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On a dark, foggy morning, I woke, painting of colourful numbers was fading bouquet of roses turned as hard as the oak teachers called needles with chalks were shading tides of discipline were becoming ripples for clocks of time were melting to nothingness. My heart so ambitious yet ethereal shrinked to little heartily cried my life's longevity when last choice was to chain them but with creativity with music's creativity, I tied them with guitar's strings, with quill's creativity, I framed them in form of words with brush's creativity, I filled them with rainbows. And, with heart's creativity, I finally made you reside in mine for my soul realised to pour attention to time... #wsscribblezone #buddymantra #aestheticthoughts #gametimewithbm #sonnetpoembm #at21by30poems #wsquillnquarantine #wschainthetime

On a dark, foggy morning, I woke, painting of colourful numbers was fading bouquet of roses turned as hard as the oak teachers called needles with chalks were shading tides of discipline were becoming ripples for clocks of time were melting to nothingness. My heart so ambitious yet ethereal shrinked to little heartily cried my life's longevity when last choice was to chain them but with creativity with music's creativity, I tied them with guitar's strings, with quill's creativity, I framed them in form of words with brush's creativity, I filled them with rainbows. And, with heart's creativity, I finally made you reside in mine for my soul realised to pour attention to time... #wsscribblezone #buddymantra #aestheticthoughts #gametimewithbm #sonnetpoembm #at21by30poems #wsquillnquarantine #wschainthetime

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F laws & criticisms are welcome heartily L ike the thorns sing with the roses A ccepted not is blinding hyperbole T his buttery language led to wars several T hroughout the ages in brothers and mothers E thereal soul like petals get cheated R ather listen to the leaf like heart which Y earns for nothing but truth. #wsscribblezone #wsquillnquarantine #wsvanishaword

F laws & criticisms are welcome heartily L ike the thorns sing with the roses A ccepted not is blinding hyperbole T his buttery language led to wars several T hroughout the ages in brothers and mothers E thereal soul like petals get cheated R ather listen to the leaf like heart which Y earns for nothing but truth. #wsscribblezone #wsquillnquarantine #wsvanishaword

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Dear Sweat, I miss those glistening faces like diamonds, those wet hands which seem to have been dipped in the ocean... // Caption // Dear Sweat, I miss those glistening faces like diamonds, those wet hands which seem to have been dipped in the ocean and that satisfaction which twinkles through scintillating pupils.

Dear Sweat, I miss those glistening faces like diamonds, those wet hands which seem to have been dipped in the ocean... // Caption // Dear Sweat, I miss those glistening faces like diamonds, those wet hands which seem to have been dipped in the ocean and that satisfaction which twinkles through scintillating pupils.