Blossoms
Enslavement to Enlightenment
In summer, i seek mountains And in winter, want the woods My mother asked if I would ever “settle down” I told her I didn’t
June 13, 2020
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In summer, i seek mountains And in winter, want the woods My mother asked if I would ever “settle down” I told her I didn’t
My life is but a weaving Between my Lord and me, I cannot choose the colors Nor all the pattern see. Sometimes He chooses sorrow
There are no right and wrong, no do’s and don’ts, just the matter of perception it is. Nobody has control over anything, what has to
Heartbreaks- I’m used to it, But every time i feel it, it hits me like the first time experience all over again, all that immense
Undoing the Undone Like shadows now fleeting, Across an orange yellow sun, Like birds that had nested, but flew only once, Like songs that were
Feeling of getting hurt makes me a person I’m not, It makes me do things Which i won’t, In my sane mind. But as soon
The moon looks like, the nose ring of my Rose. Lyricist forgot rhymes and prose. Union of twin flames is very close. Birds and Flowers
Racism is strongly believed by people to happen among people of different race, mostly, the whites and blacks. Cognizantly, racism isn’t tied and bound to
कभी सुनी है तुमने तन्हाई की आवाज़बैठे थे जो साथ, हम तुम कभीहाथों में हांथ भी था, और महसूस किया थाहृदय-भावों का निर्मल चुम्बन।किंचित आँखों
मेरे हर परंतु और अल्प विराम को संभाल कर पूर्ण विराम दिया। मुलाकातें कुछ ही सही , हमारी दोस्ती को गहरा कर दिया।।
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