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I attempt to hide it-- Enshroud it With the gossamer folds Of my simpering heart; Yet, it seeps into my eyes And pours out of my skin. I coax it to remain Within the confines Of my quivering soul; Yet, the insistent thrum Of its pullulating intensity Crashes the disinterest That I try to maintain. Yes, I love you and-- Forgive me, darling-- I opt to curtail This preposterous desire. (So, goodbye, goodbye. Yes, I see you but-- Goodbye.) "Curtail, Curtailing, Curtailed" #CurtailCurtailingCurtailed #diwa #kwentongdiwa #yqbaba

I attempt to hide it-- Enshroud it With the gossamer folds Of my simpering heart; Yet, it seeps into my eyes And pours out of my skin. I coax it to remain Within the confines Of my quivering soul; Yet, the insistent thrum Of its pullulating intensity Crashes the disinterest That I try to maintain. Yes, I love you and-- Forgive me, darling-- I opt to curtail This preposterous desire. (So, goodbye, goodbye. Yes, I see you but-- Goodbye.) "Curtail, Curtailing, Curtailed" #CurtailCurtailingCurtailed #diwa #kwentongdiwa #yqbaba

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We broke apart-- Long before we made it To "Goodbye". "Curtailed" (c) Pinterest Photo. #curtailed #diwa #yqbaba

We broke apart-- Long before we made it To "Goodbye". "Curtailed" (c) Pinterest Photo. #curtailed #diwa #yqbaba

SRUTHI VARADHARAJAN

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She is possessive on him He is possessive on his parents Finally relationship fails... #yqbaba #yqcollab Ego is a Self conscious Curtail among two people #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with Surenddhran Ajay Mohan

She is possessive on him He is possessive on his parents Finally relationship fails... #yqbaba #yqcollab Ego is a Self conscious Curtail among two people #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with Surenddhran Ajay Mohan

Anchal Pandey

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If you wish for more and still ask for less... You are on the way to learn the art of satisfaction. Don't worry..those wishes too will be curtailed..!❣ ... #yqbaba #yqquotes #yqenglishquotes #yqthoughts #tuesdaythoughts #realization

If you wish for more and still ask for less... You are on the way to learn the art of satisfaction. Don't worry..those wishes too will be curtailed..!❣ ... #yqbaba #yqquotes #yqenglishquotes #yqthoughts #tuesdaythoughts #realization

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Oh Mumma! //Read in Caption// Oh mumma! my strength You are just my everything In your absence, I am nothing Oh mumma! my courage You are my soul's brightness When you'r

Oh Mumma! //Read in Caption// Oh mumma! my strength You are just my everything In your absence, I am nothing Oh mumma! my courage You are my soul's brightness When you'r

Smruti Ranjan Mohanty

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A series of poems depicting feelings of a person a few days before retirement. SOMETHING I LOOK AT-188 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY THE COUNTDOWN-14 When you lose one of your wings Your ability to fly gets curtailed No more you remain A free bird in the open sky When you look outside You find no room to manoeuvre With your space sadly squeezing You look inside Only to find your feelings And emotions in chains All that you loved and cherished In a golden cage Seasons come and go You fail to distinguish the change in colour With nothing to look forward to You remain in yourself Your last voyage in the blue ocean Hunt you time and again Your craving to spend more and more time With your own diminishes The reality of life comes in front You calculate what have you got in return For all that you put in over the years The saddest part of life comes alive And you being the sole spectator Witness the whole of it With none with None accompanying Smruti Ranjan Mohan ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #Isolation A series of poems depicting feelings of a person a few days before retirement. SOMETHING I LOOK AT-188 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

A series of poems depicting feelings of a person a few days before retirement. SOMETHING I LOOK AT-188 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY THE COUNTDOWN-14 When you lose one of your wings Your ability to fly gets curtailed No more you remain A free bird in the open sky When you look outside You find no room to manoeuvre With your space sadly squeezing You look inside Only to find your feelings And emotions in chains All that you loved and cherished In a golden cage Seasons come and go You fail to distinguish the change in colour With nothing to look forward to You remain in yourself Your last voyage in the blue ocean Hunt you time and again Your craving to spend more and more time With your own diminishes The reality of life comes in front You calculate what have you got in return For all that you put in over the years The saddest part of life comes alive And you being the sole spectator Witness the whole of it With none with None accompanying Smruti Ranjan Mohan ©Smruti Ranjan Mohanty #Isolation A series of poems depicting feelings of a person a few days before retirement. SOMETHING I LOOK AT-188 BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY

Meera Ali

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Memories of cologne laid all silent, with the soul carrying the music of beloved's, in the lifeless veins of timber, before it cried for the stranger to make it's home alive. (Read Caption) I will try my best to not write a tragic poem but a monotonous poetry for 'Taboot' born from dead metaphors. Memories

Memories of cologne laid all silent, with the soul carrying the music of beloved's, in the lifeless veins of timber, before it cried for the stranger to make it's home alive. (Read Caption) I will try my best to not write a tragic poem but a monotonous poetry for 'Taboot' born from dead metaphors. Memories

Sai Manohar

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Dear Daughter, Don't accept if they tell that you're caged *Poem in caption* I wander through the park and mall And I see them free as sea gulls Past monument and food stall Over the tide drowning broken hulls In clo

Dear Daughter, Don't accept if they tell that you're caged *Poem in caption* I wander through the park and mall And I see them free as sea gulls Past monument and food stall Over the tide drowning broken hulls In clo

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Black rose //Captioned// Furtive motive travailed in a labyrinth, Onto a assortment of delicate tender petals, What mortals desired in inundating taints In their fut

Black rose //Captioned// Furtive motive travailed in a labyrinth, Onto a assortment of delicate tender petals, What mortals desired in inundating taints In their fut

Arshi Dokadia

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Dear Human, I have tried to curtail my curiosity. Perhaps, I must have waited. But with the years I have spent among you, imprudence has seeped through me. So, I write to you. Blood my ink, flesh my paper. I want to see if you can guess who I am. What if death writes a letter to you? Will you respond. - Part 1 of Short Story "A Love Letter" Dear Human, I have tried to curtail my curi

Dear Human, I have tried to curtail my curiosity. Perhaps, I must have waited. But with the years I have spent among you, imprudence has seeped through me. So, I write to you. Blood my ink, flesh my paper. I want to see if you can guess who I am. What if death writes a letter to you? Will you respond. - Part 1 of Short Story "A Love Letter" Dear Human, I have tried to curtail my curi