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  • nikita_bose_biswas 3d

    ๐Ÿ…ธ๐Ÿ…ต ๐Ÿ†ˆ๐Ÿ…พ๐Ÿ†„ ๐Ÿ…ต๐Ÿ…พ๐Ÿ…ฒ๐Ÿ†„๐Ÿ†‚ ๐Ÿ†ƒ๐Ÿ…พ๐Ÿ…พ ๐Ÿ…ผ๐Ÿ†„๐Ÿ…ฒ๐Ÿ…ท ๐Ÿ…พ๐Ÿ…ฝ ๐Ÿ†ƒ๐Ÿ…ท๐Ÿ…ด ๐Ÿ†๐Ÿ…พ๐Ÿ†„๐Ÿ…ถ๐Ÿ…ท ๐Ÿ…ด๐Ÿ…ณ๐Ÿ…ถ๐Ÿ…ด๐Ÿ†‚, ๐Ÿ†ˆ๐Ÿ…พ๐Ÿ†„ ๐Ÿ…ฒ๐Ÿ…พ๐Ÿ†„๐Ÿ…ป๐Ÿ…ณ ๐Ÿ…ผ๐Ÿ…ธ๐Ÿ†‚๐Ÿ†‚ ๐Ÿ…ฐ ๐Ÿ†๐Ÿ…ด๐Ÿ…ฐ๐Ÿ…ป ๐Ÿ…ถ๐Ÿ…ด๐Ÿ…ผ.


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  • nikita_bose_biswas 3d

    When nothing goes well according to your wish,
    Which means God is creating much better things.
    Which you can adore for the rest of your life.

    Trust his way..!!


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  • nikita_bose_biswas 1w

    Silent people are the most updated versions than anyone else.


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  • nikita_bose_biswas 1w

    A Glorious Mess

    She is different.
    She is just herself.
    A glorious mess.

    Proud on her decisions;
    Owns her opinions.
    Dares to dream.

    Too real
    For a world so blindly
    In love with all.
    Superficial stuffs

    She owns herself like a mind.
    In all itโ€™s glory.
    Creating her own beautiful story.

    Judge her
    Make her feel bad for being real.
    For faking is just not her thing
    Her voice is her power to sing or to express.

    She is beautiful in her
    Mess.


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  • nikita_bose_biswas 2w

    Sometimes its finding home in what makes us lost;
    its finding fullness in emptiness;
    its learning to love the parts of ourselves that we have labeled as flawed


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  • nikita_bose_biswas 2w

    ๐‘‡โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘š๐‘ข๐‘ ๐‘ก ๐‘๐‘’ ๐‘Ž๐‘› ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘ ๐‘ค๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘™ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘โ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘œ๐‘ , ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘ฆ ๐‘‘๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ ๐‘ค๐‘’ ๐‘™๐‘–๐‘ฃ๐‘’, ๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘Ž ๐‘‘๐‘Ž๐‘ฆ ๐‘ ๐‘๐‘’๐‘›๐‘ก ๐‘ก๐‘Ÿ๐‘ฆ๐‘–๐‘›๐‘” ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘”๐‘’๐‘ก ๐‘๐‘™๐‘œ๐‘ ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘ก๐‘Ÿ๐‘ข๐‘กโ„Ž. ๐‘Šโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘™๐‘’ ๐‘‘๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘กโ„Ž ๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘™๐‘ฆ ๐‘ก๐‘Ÿ๐‘ข๐‘กโ„Ž, ๐‘ค๐‘’ ๐‘ ๐‘’๐‘’๐‘˜ ๐‘š๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘’, ๐‘Ž๐‘  ๐‘‘๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘กโ„Ž ๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘›๐‘œ๐‘ก ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘ ๐‘ค๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘ค๐‘’ ๐‘ ๐‘œ๐‘™๐‘–๐‘๐‘–๐‘ก ๐‘๐‘ข๐‘ก ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘œ๐‘›๐‘’ ๐‘ค๐‘’ ๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘›๐‘ก๐‘ข๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘™๐‘ฆ ๐‘š๐‘’๐‘’๐‘ก.


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  • nikita_bose_biswas 2w

    "She runs out of herself, out of her skin into freedom."
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    In the real world it's never easy to enjoy the best of both worlds, but every now and then, life throws you a moment which you need to grasp and here we could capture a beauty that makes the life worth living for.


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  • nikita_bose_biswas 2w

    ๐‘‡๐‘œ ๐‘š๐‘Ž๐‘˜๐‘’ ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘ฆ ๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘ก , ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข ๐‘›๐‘’๐‘’๐‘‘ ๐‘Ž ๐‘“๐‘’๐‘ค โ„Ž๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘ก๐‘  ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘๐‘’๐‘Ž๐‘ก. ๐‘†๐‘œ๐‘š๐‘’ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘–๐‘›๐‘ ๐‘๐‘–๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘™๐‘–๐‘ฃ๐‘’ ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข๐‘Ÿ ๐‘™๐‘–๐‘“๐‘’ ๐‘‘๐‘–๐‘“๐‘“๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘’๐‘›๐‘ก๐‘™๐‘ฆ ๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘‘ ๐‘ ๐‘œ๐‘š๐‘’ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘Ž๐‘ก ๐‘Ž๐‘Ÿ๐‘’ ๐‘ค๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘กโ„Ž ๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ๐‘ฆ ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘–๐‘› ๐‘ก๐‘œ ๐‘’๐‘›๐‘—๐‘œ๐‘ฆ ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘–๐‘  ๐‘ค๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘ก๐‘ง ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘™๐‘™๐‘’๐‘‘ ๐ฟ๐‘–๐‘“๐‘’.


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  • nikita_bose_biswas 2w

    We seek cologne of happiness in this materialistic world;
    As the deer search for musk itโ€™s entire life without realising itโ€™s something within.


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  • nikita_bose_biswas 2w

    Outside the window the day was bright;
    But darkness were rising somewhere inside.
    Deep into the darkness, love loses it hopes.
    Hatred confuses the life.

    Dreams were getting shatter,
    Hateful words were spoken.
    Mind was frozen.
    The bright day hardly acumen.

    Open my eyes wide;
    Took a deep breath of relief.
    And realised that it was just a bad dream.


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