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Meera Ali
Once again I bagpacked all of me for the journey that never meant to meet it's destination neither in the Abyss of Oasis nor in the hollow tunnel of kaleidoscope emerging the warriors of light. I seek no more the deathly angels Or the parasitic chaps to hold me to let me walk Now, I shall walk alone With the sky imprinting my dreams to reach the pyramids to find the treasure Once again I bagpacked all of me for the journey that never meant to meet it's destination neither in the Abyss of Oasis
Once again I bagpacked all of me for the journey that never meant to meet it's destination neither in the Abyss of Oasis
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I found my way home. I am where the sky is. I am where the sun finds peace with ashes. I am where the night sings lullabies to stars. I am where the hope meets you all, in dreams. (Read caption) There was something stronger in me that pushed me over the pulling worldly forces to let me keep walking straight on the aisles of my poetr
There was something stronger in me that pushed me over the pulling worldly forces to let me keep walking straight on the aisles of my poetr
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For a long time, was willing to write something about this adorable soul. But wasn't just willing to express my grief, instead, willing to p
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// Toska // // Caption // Toska // I feel a numbness settle on my entire existence, An excruciating pain making me shivers and shudders running through my spine,
// Toska // I feel a numbness settle on my entire existence, An excruciating pain making me shivers and shudders running through my spine,
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Can I love you without saying it? (Read Caption) A foreplay of words brought fire and ice together. I grew in you and you liberated in me. the home was missing your touch but the walls were
A foreplay of words brought fire and ice together. I grew in you and you liberated in me. the home was missing your touch but the walls were
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A tear falls, imprinting itself on the wood of the floor. I close my eyes. I look at my old paintings, a symbol of an ancient fame, which seems to no longer belong to me. (Caption..) I am standing on the stool. The room is shrouded in darkness, illuminated only by the dim light of a light bulb. Some of my paintings are po
I am standing on the stool. The room is shrouded in darkness, illuminated only by the dim light of a light bulb. Some of my paintings are po
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