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Ashmita Saha

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She was like that lost soul of serenity who always craved for his presence, but never knew he was the reason for her nemesis. #yqbaba #yqdidi #love #she #he #cravings #badlove #blindedbylove

She was like that lost soul of serenity who always craved for his presence, but never knew he was the reason for her nemesis. #yqbaba #yqdidi #love #she #he #cravings #badlove #blindedbylove

Aarav shayari

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जरा मेरे जज्बातों को समझते जरा फुर्सत लगा कर मुझसे बात करते किसी भी गम में रहूं याद सिर्फ तुम्हें ही करता हूँ तुम भी मुझ पर ज्यादा नहीं कम से कम थोड़ा ही मरते हमारे दर्द को अपना दर्द न समझती तूँ हमारे घाव को मरहम न भरती तूँ ठीक है आज मुझे जो तकलीफ हुई है तेरी दी हुई है कास मैं अपना रास्ता बदल लेता बहुत फिर क्या पता बहुत तड़पती तूँ अरे सूरत देख कर प्यार नहीं किया तुझे तेरे भोलेपन से प्यार किया तुझे आदत बनी तूँ मेरी इस कदर की मैं अपना ध्यान कम, पर सारा ध्यान दिया तुझे देखकर तुझे जरा भी तरस नहीं आता तेरा काला चेहरा सच कहूँ अब नहीं भाता बहुत प्यार था तुझसे कभी मुझे पर क्या करूँ किया धोखा जो तूने मेरे साथ एक पल भी भुलाया नहीं जाता ©Aarav shayari #SAD #Hindi #Shayari #badlove Priyanka Modi Pooja Udeshi Srk writes Nipendar Sharma Yogita Agarwal

जरा मेरे जज्बातों को समझते जरा फुर्सत लगा कर मुझसे बात करते किसी भी गम में रहूं याद सिर्फ तुम्हें ही करता हूँ तुम भी मुझ पर ज्यादा नहीं कम से कम थोड़ा ही मरते हमारे दर्द को अपना दर्द न समझती तूँ हमारे घाव को मरहम न भरती तूँ ठीक है आज मुझे जो तकलीफ हुई है तेरी दी हुई है कास मैं अपना रास्ता बदल लेता बहुत फिर क्या पता बहुत तड़पती तूँ अरे सूरत देख कर प्यार नहीं किया तुझे तेरे भोलेपन से प्यार किया तुझे आदत बनी तूँ मेरी इस कदर की मैं अपना ध्यान कम, पर सारा ध्यान दिया तुझे देखकर तुझे जरा भी तरस नहीं आता तेरा काला चेहरा सच कहूँ अब नहीं भाता बहुत प्यार था तुझसे कभी मुझे पर क्या करूँ किया धोखा जो तूने मेरे साथ एक पल भी भुलाया नहीं जाता ©Aarav shayari #SAD #Hindi #Shayari #badlove Priyanka Modi Pooja Udeshi Srk writes Nipendar Sharma Yogita Agarwal

Deepak Kanoujia

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प्रेम आये ऐसो आये अँखियन छप जाए अंक लगाए जान बिछाये जान लुटाये... भाड़ में जाए ऐसो प्रेम जो दीदन नीर सुखाये बिछोह न सह पाए हवस जगाये जान ले जाए... — % & 18 फरवरी 2022 को तकरीबन रात 10 बजे मेरे Gmail पर एक मैसेज चमका...उसका हिंदी रूपांतरण कुछ ऐसा था "शबनम कौन है और वो अचानक क्यों ट्रेंड कर रही है सोशल मीडिया पर "...पढ़ते ही लगा की देश में आजकल कुछ हिज़ाब के ऊपर बहस चल रही है उस से संबंधित कुछ होगा...जिस देश में पहले ही कितने ही न्याय अंतरिम फैसलों के इंतज़ार में हैं, उस देश के जजों को उन पुरानी फाइलों से हटाकर इस नयी बे सिर पैर की चुनावी धारा में जोड़ दिया गया...पहले बच्चों की शिक्षा का हनन करो फिर जो लोग शिक्षा पाकर कुछ कर सकते हैं उनकी प्रतिभा को अ

प्रेम आये ऐसो आये अँखियन छप जाए अंक लगाए जान बिछाये जान लुटाये... भाड़ में जाए ऐसो प्रेम जो दीदन नीर सुखाये बिछोह न सह पाए हवस जगाये जान ले जाए... — % & 18 फरवरी 2022 को तकरीबन रात 10 बजे मेरे Gmail पर एक मैसेज चमका...उसका हिंदी रूपांतरण कुछ ऐसा था "शबनम कौन है और वो अचानक क्यों ट्रेंड कर रही है सोशल मीडिया पर "...पढ़ते ही लगा की देश में आजकल कुछ हिज़ाब के ऊपर बहस चल रही है उस से संबंधित कुछ होगा...जिस देश में पहले ही कितने ही न्याय अंतरिम फैसलों के इंतज़ार में हैं, उस देश के जजों को उन पुरानी फाइलों से हटाकर इस नयी बे सिर पैर की चुनावी धारा में जोड़ दिया गया...पहले बच्चों की शिक्षा का हनन करो फिर जो लोग शिक्षा पाकर कुछ कर सकते हैं उनकी प्रतिभा को अ

Diwa

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you were right. i will never forget you. you made sure of that, because you broke my nose. now, each time i see my nose in the mirror, i remember that you hit me, making it crooked forever. so, yes. i will never forget you. i will always remember that once in my life, i loved someone, and he loved me, too; he marked me for life: he hit me with his fist and broke my nose with it. #abuse #badlove #domesticviolence #violence #relationship #poetry #story #yopiwrimo #yqtales #yqbaba #yqdidi #wordplay #diwa

you were right. i will never forget you. you made sure of that, because you broke my nose. now, each time i see my nose in the mirror, i remember that you hit me, making it crooked forever. so, yes. i will never forget you. i will always remember that once in my life, i loved someone, and he loved me, too; he marked me for life: he hit me with his fist and broke my nose with it. #abuse #badlove #domesticviolence #violence #relationship #poetry #story #yopiwrimo #yqtales #yqbaba #yqdidi #wordplay #diwa

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i made you my hero. and you made me your whore. the sad part was, i allowed it. #badlove #sad #love #abuse #relationship #heartbreak #regret #yqbaba #yqdidi #poetry #short #yopowrimo #wordplay #diwa

i made you my hero. and you made me your whore. the sad part was, i allowed it. #badlove #sad #love #abuse #relationship #heartbreak #regret #yqbaba #yqdidi #poetry #short #yopowrimo #wordplay #diwa

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paint bruises, wounds, and scars in me. shape me in broken bones. i shall be your masterpiece. batter my body, but you cannot melt my soul. #abuse #relationshipabuse #badlove #personal #yqbaba #yqdidi #diwa

paint bruises, wounds, and scars in me. shape me in broken bones. i shall be your masterpiece. batter my body, but you cannot melt my soul. #abuse #relationshipabuse #badlove #personal #yqbaba #yqdidi #diwa

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she leaves him without a trace. like a ghost, she simply disappears. as he shouts another abusive call, while he starts another childish tantrum, she is already on her way home-- back to the loving fold of those who loved her first, to her dad, who taught her what love should be, and to her mom, who showed her how to be strong. she loved him but she knows that it isn't bad to love herself as well. in the end, the memory of her father's silent protection and the ghost of her mother's abiding strength made her realize that she wanted more. she deserved more than the conditional affection he gave her, or the regular beatings he bestowed on her, or the constant derogatory labels he called her. she realized that love isn't worth it when it makes her hate herself or when it means living a life full of fear. with her body bearing the scars he gave her and the broken pieces of her heart, she inhales her first breath of hope. she is finally going home. love can be abusive and no one should ever allow anyone to perpetuate such evil behavior. the danger of being in an abusive relationship isn't apparent because it starts with small issues and then gradually involves bigger things. hurtful name-calling becomes accompanied with physical beatings and then realization may come too late when abuse already results in psychological/mental derangement or even death. it is important to intervene and stop any type of behavior that might exhibit evidence o

she leaves him without a trace. like a ghost, she simply disappears. as he shouts another abusive call, while he starts another childish tantrum, she is already on her way home-- back to the loving fold of those who loved her first, to her dad, who taught her what love should be, and to her mom, who showed her how to be strong. she loved him but she knows that it isn't bad to love herself as well. in the end, the memory of her father's silent protection and the ghost of her mother's abiding strength made her realize that she wanted more. she deserved more than the conditional affection he gave her, or the regular beatings he bestowed on her, or the constant derogatory labels he called her. she realized that love isn't worth it when it makes her hate herself or when it means living a life full of fear. with her body bearing the scars he gave her and the broken pieces of her heart, she inhales her first breath of hope. she is finally going home. love can be abusive and no one should ever allow anyone to perpetuate such evil behavior. the danger of being in an abusive relationship isn't apparent because it starts with small issues and then gradually involves bigger things. hurtful name-calling becomes accompanied with physical beatings and then realization may come too late when abuse already results in psychological/mental derangement or even death. it is important to intervene and stop any type of behavior that might exhibit evidence o

Diwa

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i make haste to answer your bidding. my heart in my throat, its sound, the sole evidence of fear. i hurry to your side as you demand me to listen to your demented judgement of my soul. yes, i am a monster made of gold. ugly and scary, my mere glance can shatter a thousand souls. but then, you shouldn't be scared of me because, you created me. love can create monsters when it isn't pure or real. #monster #badlove #yqbaba #randompoetry #diwa

i make haste to answer your bidding. my heart in my throat, its sound, the sole evidence of fear. i hurry to your side as you demand me to listen to your demented judgement of my soul. yes, i am a monster made of gold. ugly and scary, my mere glance can shatter a thousand souls. but then, you shouldn't be scared of me because, you created me. love can create monsters when it isn't pure or real. #monster #badlove #yqbaba #randompoetry #diwa

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प्यार हो या पैसा अगर इन्सान के पास जरुरत से ज्यादा आजाये तो घमंडी आ जाती है..!!💯 ©fanscy #Money #MoneyHeist #Love #badlove #black #MoneyHeist #writer #Nojoto #Hindi

प्यार हो या पैसा अगर इन्सान के पास जरुरत से ज्यादा आजाये तो घमंडी आ जाती है..!!💯 ©fanscy #Money #MoneyHeist #Love #badlove #black #MoneyHeist #writer #Nojoto #Hindi