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I Want You Out Of My Head

Thoughts, Nightmares Dreams and what nots.

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Farewell

Drop Of Mercy

As if it's A drop of Mercy

Echoes of the Heart

The poem expresse the emotions of someone who has experienced the loss of a significant relationship.The speaker's heart beats for their former partner, but now aches with pain as they come to terms with the end of the relationship. The speaker reflects on how they gave their all to the relationship, but it ultimately resulted in ashes and dust.The speaker expresses their intention to move on and love again, but with more caution and less haste, and hopes that their next love will last forever.

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Poem on name Harika

In the fields of gold, Where the sunflowers sway, There stands a girl, so bold, Harika, is her name. With hair like silk, and eyes like stars, She walks with grace and poise, She tends to the crops and mends the bars, With her gentle, loving voice. She sings to the wind, and the wind replies, With a symphony of sound, And in her presence, all the world sighs, With love that knows no bound. For Harika is not just a girl, But a force of nature too, She brings light to the world, And makes all thin

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This day, a day like no other I didn't know, it was such of a bother I felt a dagger, Slicing my heart It's true that I am really hurt.

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Ten Counts

030 One, two, don't let them blind your views. Beware of falsehood, beware of the shimmering lies. Three, four, guard your words, speak only the truth. Don't let them mislead your tongue with sweet rewards. Five, six, break free from the shackles, the restraint of power. Don't let the greed overcome your senses like a mermaid's lure. Seven, eight, safeguard your life for only the victors can tell a story. Don't haphazardly join a fight without a plan. Nine, ten, be the face of righteousness in t

Football stadium and building in greenery.

This image is about the beauty of nature greenery building cloudy sky green trees view mountain and hill

Scent of Hiding

029 Friendly as she is, always gives advice and answers queries. She laughs at every tiny parody, smiles at every little thing---so silly. Her charm was her beauty, a beauty she was insecure and shaky. She attracts souls who need therapy, a normal occurrence of hers every day. Her confidence was seasonal, she's cold but lowkey emotional. But beneath those facades, a stash was hidden, full of worries with no endin'. Midnight was her sweet haven, a time when she was free and in heaven. In the dark

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OVERBOARD CHAOS AND REVIVE

She was a Poem

028 She was a poem with rhymes and rhythm, someone whose secrets are hidden. Her faithful friend was her pen, an object who witnessed her veiled shenanigan. She was a poem that only a few can understand. Someone private and hard to comprehend. The papers are her companion at night, forming her thoughts as her pen took flight. She was an unfinished poem hiding traumas behind the pages. Unraveled emotions and tears are hidden inside her cages. Millions of thoughts keep her awake at night, shadows

Nature Poetry

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What are the Iraqi cultures and the popular cultures of the people in their regions?

Iraq is a country with a rich and diverse culture that has been influenced by various civilizations and empires throughout its history. • Music: Iraqi music is a blend of Arabic and Persian influences and includes a variety of instruments such as the oud, wanna, and darbuka. Hospitality is seen as an important virtue in Iraqi culture, and it is expected that guests will show gratitude and appreciation for their host's generosity.

Soliloquy

I had several friends during school time. But when I moved to the other city for my graduation,I really couldnt fit in with the rest of my classmates. I feel like a complete stanger,a ghost often times. But even then there are a slect few who care.

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I am Akhter.im photographer 2 year experience.