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You are my Jab kahu ADhuri hu mai Bs Aakar chupke se keh jaana BAAKI ka aadha to mai hoon naa...💖 better half

You are my Jab kahu ADhuri hu mai Bs Aakar chupke se keh jaana BAAKI ka aadha to mai hoon naa...💖 better half

Sushil Kumar Gochhayat

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Better half: To end my heart's quest, you have taken the incarnation. To abolish the lacuna of love, you have become my better half. Your cwtch relieves the tension of life. Beneath your raven hair, your fingers tousle my hair to grant sleep to my enervated eyes in your cosy lap. Yes, to end my heart's quest, you have taken the incarnation. To abolish the lacuna of love, you have become my better half. Yes, intrepid becomes my soul when you allow me to mingle with you to guzzle the honey of love. #better half, #nojotoenglish

Better half: To end my heart's quest, you have taken the incarnation. To abolish the lacuna of love, you have become my better half. Your cwtch relieves the tension of life. Beneath your raven hair, your fingers tousle my hair to grant sleep to my enervated eyes in your cosy lap. Yes, to end my heart's quest, you have taken the incarnation. To abolish the lacuna of love, you have become my better half. Yes, intrepid becomes my soul when you allow me to mingle with you to guzzle the honey of love. #better half, #nojotoenglish

Sumit R Das

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World call you " Better Half " but you are the Best I could ever have #better #half #YQbaba #world #myquote

World call you " Better Half " but you are the Best I could ever have #better #half #YQbaba #world #myquote

Bharath Nandibhatla

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Pillows, all fluffy and spongy. To absorb all those tears we shed every night, after living a nightmare. She shed tears today too, those that drip down her cheeks after living a sweet dream, inside out. And her pillow, glistened, with her tears on it, like pearls. Tears from a corner of her eyes, love from the core of her soul, a strand of hair over her moist cheeks that she brushed away with tender fingers, half of her face buried into her fluffy pillow as she talked to me, sleeping on her bed, sideways. There, in that moment, Carpe Diem. She seized the moment. Time ceased. I write poetry all night. And she was poetry today. The happy tears, her ink. The pillow, her quill. Me, her muse. And now, I write poetry about a breathing poem. Amused over a musing half buried in a pillow. Half buried in a pillow. Half buried in love.

Pillows, all fluffy and spongy. To absorb all those tears we shed every night, after living a nightmare. She shed tears today too, those that drip down her cheeks after living a sweet dream, inside out. And her pillow, glistened, with her tears on it, like pearls. Tears from a corner of her eyes, love from the core of her soul, a strand of hair over her moist cheeks that she brushed away with tender fingers, half of her face buried into her fluffy pillow as she talked to me, sleeping on her bed, sideways. There, in that moment, Carpe Diem. She seized the moment. Time ceased. I write poetry all night. And she was poetry today. The happy tears, her ink. The pillow, her quill. Me, her muse. And now, I write poetry about a breathing poem. Amused over a musing half buried in a pillow. Half buried in a pillow. Half buried in love.