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lonethinker
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A philomath, Reader, Observer Student, Love to Travel Odisha Bithday- 24 January
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lonethinker
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lonethinker
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The worst feeling
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lonethinker
1w
Sung without voice.
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ज़रा सा फ़ासला
फ़ासला ज़रा सा था,
बस एक फैसला जो लेना था,
जो तय न हो सका,
बस एक कदम की दूरी भी
पार ना कर सका।
©lonethinker -
कुछ दिनों से दिन खाली खाली सा बीत रहा है,
समय ही समय है, मगर करने को कुछ नहीं ।
©lonethinker -
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Let your mind wander
Lie on the grass, get relaxed,
Look up at the sky, watch the
divergent shapes of the clouds,
And see them drift by. And if it's night, then
Look at the moon which is full and bright.
Like a jewel amongst the stars in the night.
©lonethinker -
Walking Alone
Sometimes I walk alone
With sadness laden on heart, and
Making the sorrow walk with me,
With my tears so silent and those
Shattered dreams.
©lonethinker -
lonethinker
6w
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Remembering one of my favourite quotes by
Rabindranath Tagore on his Death Anniversary.
"Age Considers; Youth Ventures".
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Priority
Prioritise yourself. Coz you can't rely on others to
be their priority.
©lonethinker
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They said, the heart skips a beat.
But she would always arrive leading carnivals in my heart. -
I prefer to let my dreams die
before reality can destroy them
©chroniclesofmorgan -
unspokengirl
7w
Read More#last_post��
Zayda tension na lena ....
Par jyda relax bhi mtt hona
Mere jane k bad��������������.
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तूफान में आगे बढ़ती हुई कश्तियों को तो समुद्र भी दुआए
देता है।
©snehamishra_4025 -
blackangel_
9w
Read More"No, don't drink that!", she screamed. But we both were too tired and thirsty to resist. She stared at the empty bottle and ran out. We looked at each other and realised that our bodies turning into something different. We were growing fur on our bodies rapidly, we were getting claws and suddenly we both turned into wild gigantic werewolves. Our rage was not in our control. We ran out too but without aim or destination. Even though we were wolves, we have the sense of who we are or were. We calmed down after running a while in the wild forest. We came to full senses and realised we need to have a magic potion to turn back into ourselves. We understood we need her back to help us. So, we searched for her with the senses of wolf and found her. At first she was scared and hesitant to come with us to help but then she realised that we were friends. We went to that old witch's house again. While searching for potions, she found a recipe book in a shelf. She opened the book and found the recipe. But it took really long time to find all the ingredients, meanwhile the old witch came back. They got panicked hid behind a gaint cupboard sort of thing. But the witch could sense that someone is messing up with her magic potions. She closed her eyes and laughed, then looked at the gaint cupboard. And started walking towards that cupboard then suddenly she heard a rustling noise the other side and went there thinking that we escaped. Soon our friend prepared the magic potion to turn us back into human and we drank that. We turned into humans within no time and we escaped from there.
©hannah75
#magicpotion
Picture credit Pinterest...and they realised that
magic potions ain't
soda pops to drink..
©hannah75 -
soulfulstirrings
9w
Read MoreRefer - she : earth
He : the poet
#raindrops #mirakee #writersnetwork #ceesreposts @mirakee @writersnetwork @odysseus
Image credit to the rightful owner .Raindrops Caress her face ,
Released from the embrace of an
Overcast sky .
A million shades return ,
As leaves , once again turn bright .
She soaks her soul in this sacred elixir ,
As these tiny prisms magically , revive life .
He watches In wonder , through his window ,
As she glows and thrives .
Roused by this dewy petrichor ,
Verdancy spread across miles .
His quill beckons him once again ,
As another rendition stirs his mind ....
©soulfulstirrings -
moonstruck
15w
During daytime
I don't walk around outside
There's a little too much light
For me to handle out there
I've burns to prove it
Sitting by the window
With the blinds on
I get high on caffeine
It's during night
I step out of my cloister
The coldness of night
Rubs off on me
Sauntering astray
I search for
A sense of belonging
In the middle of nowhere
You are sunshine
But boy, I'm used
To darkness and starlight
Got deficiency of Vitamin D
So, mum forces me
To be around you
And let me tell you
Together we're dynamite
Someday, we're gonna
Blow up. Explode.
Want to hate you
But you're the only cure
To my illness
Can't love you
For you're the fire
Which will ignite my funeral pyre
So, I tread on that thin line
Between love and hatred
Barefoot, stumbling a bit
I ask thorns for a tattoo.
©moonstruck -
artemiswrites
10w
People who possess
cloaks of victory have spent
hours seaming it.
©artemiswrites -
athira785
13w
Read More@mirakee #ceesreposts #imagination @writersnetwork #pod
Pic credit goes to rightful ownerI often blink with the
Swipe of imagination
And
I often end Up with
those rifle words
©athira785 -
manuu_
13w
जब दौर कागजी था
सालों तक खतों में
मोहब्बत जिन्दा रहती थी,
आज मशीनी दौर है
उंगली से मिटा दी जाती है
उम्र भर की यादें
©mnnuuu
