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// Claustrophilia // It's the lifts of multi storeys that envelope me with unfathomable delights; For, when I'm alone my mind gets refreshed. The confined places accord me a space of my own where I can dwell in beautiful fictions I create. It's the small space I yearn for which revives me every time. I wanted to be here forever, I wish a miracle to happen to lock me amidst four-walls. May be someday the shooting stars grant me this wish, Isn't it fancy to ask them to make me an aquarium's fish ? A curse in disguise... A wish to be granted... #pnpsnl #pnpswala #pennpopcorn #pairagraph
A curse in disguise... A wish to be granted... #pnpsnl #pnpswala #pennpopcorn #pairagraph
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▪︎Amity▪︎ Amid the jostling crowd, I glaze as the mighty sun to heed attention. Even the thorns soothe like florets when there's a company of friends. There're oodles of affinity around me as everybody hails me with honeyed verses. It's sheer luminosity here, I look forward to alight brighter sites to enhance my soul with much more delights. Are you dwelling in seclusion or companionship ?? #pnpswala #pennpopcorn #pnpsnl #pairagraph #swet_a #YourQuoteAndMine
Are you dwelling in seclusion or companionship ?? #pnpswala #pennpopcorn #pnpsnl #pairagraph #swet_a #YourQuoteAndMine
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▪︎Dark aeon▪︎ Ecce! Again she's shattered but this time, she ceased every jots of hope, She's browbeated with despondency, concealed by the stygian umbra, so domineering. She's left sheerly withered, writhing with unbearable pain. Her heart is wrecked, her soul's stabbed Ultimately, she savvied that heartbreak is not mere a metaphor. #pnpswala #pairagraph #pennpopcorn #pnpsnl #qsbmp47 #qsbm #qsbmday6 #quotestitchers
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Democracy : Behind the curtain I look out of my window watching sun spread its glow. Golden, yellow, orange, that's how a small puddle looks. I'm questioning again -
Democracy : Behind the curtain I look out of my window watching sun spread its glow. Golden, yellow, orange, that's how a small puddle looks. I'm questioning again -
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Listening to the chirps of the bird from the distant hill, glaring at the sights of kids licking chocolates and thinking about the mud, with which these boys play - I sit here, silent like the semicolon after the refrain. I lie here like the footprints of grief which at no cost seem to erase but just scattering to different places, with the wind and spreading the word far and wide, of me being a girl. Girl : Hope and Despair #yqbaba #emma_scar #pennpopcorn #pnpsnl #pairagraph Akanksha Gal?
Girl : Hope and Despair #yqbaba #emma_scar #pennpopcorn #pnpsnl #pairagraph Akanksha Gal?
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I lie there, lifeless. With no one to caress my surface with a light touch of warmth. Only what touches me is the dust all around and on me. My petals lie, ignored. With no butterfly around to sit and suck the nectar for there ain't left any. My heart sinks low with every thought of my past. The drizzling starts and this time, I can no more dance under it and enjoy. But, now I'm washed off the sand and ground. For, I'm dried and destroyed. A useless flower. All withered with time & negativity. Flower : Dried and Blossomed 🖤 #emma_scar #pairagraph #pennpopcorn #pnpsnl #aestheticthoughts
Flower : Dried and Blossomed 🖤 #emma_scar #pairagraph #pennpopcorn #pnpsnl #aestheticthoughts
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| M~O~N~S~O~O~N | ••caption•• They hear me crying amidst the darkest hours and call it the relief of nature, they see my tears which I'm unable to wipe off and they use them to quench their own thirst. I scream at the night
They hear me crying amidst the darkest hours and call it the relief of nature, they see my tears which I'm unable to wipe off and they use them to quench their own thirst. I scream at the night
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| Poetry : Beauty or Beast | ••caption•• Poetry : Beauty I wait for the verses to transform not only themselves but also me to the kingdoms of stars, where river gushes, washing the feet of the poet; and he sees merrily into the sunset
Poetry : Beauty I wait for the verses to transform not only themselves but also me to the kingdoms of stars, where river gushes, washing the feet of the poet; and he sees merrily into the sunset
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Fantasy. I hold the hues of white light, scattering them into seven, meanwhile, holding onto a child's dream to colour the clouds. I have seen eyes of a little girl, yearning for an image of her doll, perhaps it was seen in me and smile was what spread on her sweet face. I hear words of all the world about the beauty which they behold. However, some may mistake their uniqueness for ugliness, but it's their own theory of reflections which gives birth to fantasy. Of a home. Of a mirror. Of the truth's reflections. Mirror : Fallacy or Fantasy 💙 Akanksha Here, ya go! ❤️ #emma_scar #pairagraph #pennpopcorn #pnpsnl
Mirror : Fallacy or Fantasy 💙 Akanksha Here, ya go! ❤️ #emma_scar #pairagraph #pennpopcorn #pnpsnl
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| Shadow : Dark and Day | \\ caption \\ Shadow : Dark I exist as the murky black mark who fears to be called a stain yet being one. I'm the obstacle in the path of the divine halo to merge into the soil and become an inheritance
Shadow : Dark I exist as the murky black mark who fears to be called a stain yet being one. I'm the obstacle in the path of the divine halo to merge into the soil and become an inheritance
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