Kuch pal do pal mein rakhte hai… sath woh tasweerein..Kuch hawa se bhi ham sunte hai… in boondon ki taqdeerein..Raahe na jaane kab khoi.. Dhoondhe ham kahi woh nazaarein..Hai sehra ka ilm bhi nahi…palko se chup ke karein.. jo...
Topics: english, hindi, indicator, ishaarein, poem, sign, signs

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Well perhaps a random post from my side after a long timeSometimes your heartbeats become louder than your thoughts. Sometimes every single cell of your body is shaken with the mere belief you had. Every reason of this world tries to defy the basis on...
Topics: random

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Define loneliness, he asked himself“Loneliness : when you scroll the phonebook of your cellphone only to find that you got no one to talk to”As the moments turn into hours, hours into day, days into year and years into perhaps life, one...
Topics: random

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(Follow  up Trickles )Flashed with pinch of smileGiggles swathing my wayBuried in sense of you with meBrachiating between the lips as we say Tickling breaths making a sign let it float..let it wander..O’ Lil’ Miss Moonshine
Topics: love, moonshine, poem, tickles

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Suspened in air,With strings of lightthe concussion of soulstaring with zombie eyes, in solitude of feardark and deep whispering blackholeI dont see.. I cant hear it inside outbleating lambs from where they came..where they are gonewhimsical turns of...
Topics: Uncategorized

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