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اور جانتے ہو سب سے بڑی تکلیف کیا ہے؟ کسی کو دعاؤں میں مانگنا اور کھو دینا۔۔

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The Free Captive

My thoughts don’t let me think, The voices in my head although unheard leaves me scared and red. They seem to scream what it is I don’t get. Not for the promises of a lover unmet, Nor for the change of fake friends whose line never seems to come to an end. But for what is what I try to get, The strange words unspelt, I remain a free captive Captivated by my own initiative. I try to run but it’s all in vain Because you can’t run from your own brain. I think I’m free but then my thoughts come agai

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He would be the Satan

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✨Funny photography #10

“There can be no keener revelation of a society’s soul than the way in which it treats its children.” — Nelson Mandela.

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Aches of celebrities

Clocking 17 I began to understand that even fame and riches has it prices one has to pay. And celebrities at some point the feel like they can't contain the pressure on them. Am dedicating this poem specially to kanye west and I hope things will turn good for him very soon during this trials he has been facing. @Sam

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No Goodbye

My head became buried deep in her neck, The odor of her hair delivered consolation To my as soon as-lonely heart...

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True Live

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Farzana Riasat

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Sad Poetry

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Farzana Riasat

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December poetry

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December poetry
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The Perfect Rainbow

I stood watching out my window As the nighttime became dismissed The clouds and sky started out to glow There was no location now to hide caught among the floating clouds The solar’s rays exchange and streak ...

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An Empty Girl

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An Empty Girl
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Wanjiru Mwangi

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Wildflower

Oh, my wildflower. Being the wild beautiful flower you are must be hard. Having all the dust thrown at you and experiencing the cold during the night. But worry not because growing and blooming in the desert is not easy. They hate because your perseverance beats their audacity to hate on you. They can't survive half your growth journey. And that sometimes you serve them thorns that poison their hate to nothing but respect to your strong self. Just grow and be the rare species you are.😁💕. Yours t

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Unsent Love Letters

026 Scribbles written on a piece of paper, an emotion and feelings of an admirer. Confession were marked in each pages, freeing the emotions from its cages. Black ink formed words, sealed inside the envelope as a letter should. Each lines were full of admiration, a pure and innocent adoration. On these letters, a tale was mold, a secret story that is yet to be told. On these folded papers lies the hidden feelings, a strange and crazy emotions that clings. However, these letters were remain hidde

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WHAT'S YOUR JERRY?

Have you ever been lost in the chase for your heart's desire?

WHAT'S YOUR JERRY?
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Shayri hindi Shayri

Shayari life shayari two line Hindishayari

Shayri hindi Shayri

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क़िस्मत

वक़्त हालात और फिल्टर अक्सर इंसान को बदल देता है 😓

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Insomia

024 This shit is keeping me up all night, depriving of sleep and rest. Always making my eyes wide open, feeding the bags under it. It's already morning and my eyes are still open. The rooster's shouting loudly, a sign that morning is near. But I am still here, wide awake. I tried to close my eyes so I can enter into dreamland. But this shit is keeping me up, turning me into a living corpse the next day. My brain is chaotic and loud, always thinking of 'what if's' and future. It won't shut up no

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