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Priya Kumari

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mayhaki mayhaki se he fijha or kitni khubsurat raat hi ©Priya Kumari ##140

mayhaki mayhaki se he fijha or kitni khubsurat raat hi ©Priya Kumari ##140

Naresh Reddy Aleti

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వెతలన్నీ వెలుగులయ్యె కాలాలే ఎప్పుడో రొదలన్నీ బోధలయ్యె నిమిషాలే ఎప్పుడో ఆశావహ దృక్పథంతొ నవ జీవన బాట వేసి.. కదిలిపోతె ఆనందా తీరములే ఎప్పుడో #వన్నెలయ్య_రుబాయిలు 140

వెతలన్నీ వెలుగులయ్యె కాలాలే ఎప్పుడో రొదలన్నీ బోధలయ్యె నిమిషాలే ఎప్పుడో ఆశావహ దృక్పథంతొ నవ జీవన బాట వేసి.. కదిలిపోతె ఆనందా తీరములే ఎప్పుడో #వన్నెలయ్య_రుబాయిలు 140

Manoj Srivastava

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मैं चाहता हूँ, तू ख्वाबों में आये, पर तेरी तासीर ऐसा होने न देती। यादों का सिलसिला शुरू होता, फ़िर तेरी सूरत मुझे सोने न देती। #shamaurtanhai #140 #365days365quotes

मैं चाहता हूँ, तू ख्वाबों में आये, पर तेरी तासीर ऐसा होने न देती। यादों का सिलसिला शुरू होता, फ़िर तेरी सूरत मुझे सोने न देती। #shamaurtanhai #140 #365days365quotes

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"I love you too, the leather ball on my ribs!" #roseatesparkles 140/218 #paidstory

"I love you too, the leather ball on my ribs!" #roseatesparkles 140/218 #paidstory

Mayank Patel

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Before 12pm 80-100-120 12pm to 4pm 100-120-140 4pm to 9pm 120-140-160 After 9pm 140-160-180

Before 12pm 80-100-120 12pm to 4pm 100-120-140 4pm to 9pm 120-140-160 After 9pm 140-160-180

indefinite_mirage

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She,who was once a flower has now lost her sweet scent forgotten in the pile of junk no one is there to ask her well. She is now sinking into darkness lost in the whirlwind of despair the once fresh rose is now withered no more attracting admirers. A now darkened rose has grown the thickest thorns to keep herself safe to shoo her fears away. The winter came with a bone-chilling wind but the rose burned and the cold could not quench the fire and the rose is left, longing with desire ©indefinite_mirage Flower or desire. #flower #desire #euphemism #lyric #poem #poetry #poetcommunity #writer

She,who was once a flower has now lost her sweet scent forgotten in the pile of junk no one is there to ask her well. She is now sinking into darkness lost in the whirlwind of despair the once fresh rose is now withered no more attracting admirers. A now darkened rose has grown the thickest thorns to keep herself safe to shoo her fears away. The winter came with a bone-chilling wind but the rose burned and the cold could not quench the fire and the rose is left, longing with desire ©indefinite_mirage Flower or desire. #flower #desire #euphemism #lyric #poem #poetry #poetcommunity #writer