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Here is a cuss of cigarette and her picture to look at, What more do I want? In my well-weaved dream, I'll send her a bit of love to remind her of myself.   Read More...
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A bit of love
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IN MY LOVE
When in Autumn the leaves turn yellow, And we run out of marshmallows, I'll put my quill down on plains, As I get up to stroll the lanes. I'll see you from somewhere  Read More...
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Will You Still Love Me?
you talk to me through your silences in ways no one has ever done for a moment I revel, thinking, that you're my midnight sun not that it matters to you how much I  Read More...
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My midnight sun
Isn't it tragic -- The feeling  Of being a foreigner In one's own body? As if you don't own it - He does. As if you can't control how it shivers at your own touch -  Read More...
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Not our souls
Last few days have almost been magic, I’ve been happier than I have been in ages Good, bad, ugly, glory, tragic, Guess I’ve seen almost all stages. Life has show  Read More...
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Owe You
By Tanya Rana in Poetry
Nikita entered her class, taking the shortest route to the farthest unoccupied bench. Several pairs of eyes turned towards her, but were instantly distracted by the   Read More...
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The Pinch
Customs of my cosmopolis will be like Everyone will be blind It will be the kaiserdom of ours like  Every street will be spellbound Where arrogants will be there   Read More...
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The city of comrades
As a person from another planet, I was observing the situation on earth in entirety. The children, knowing that something wrong was going on, could not speak or take  Read More...
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Right|Wrong... Practical
By viinkbha in Stories
The windows shattered. It was raining heavily. The sound of rain woke me up. There was no one there and all I could see drops dribbling down the window pane. And a b  Read More...
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Dark room
By Harshada in Stories
If my emotion is a stream, And my feelings for you is a water so crystal clear That I find it difficult to halt its flow,  Then you would have known dear,  You wou  Read More...
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One sided
As I sit here, regretting, agreeing to see you again; I wonder what has changed in the last 3 years? Apart from the obvious, ‘oh we are older, might as well preten  Read More...
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The Second Date
By Vallaree Arya in Stories
He took away the last shred of hope I held on, He took away the way I breathed in his presence, He took away the beliefs I created, He took away the hopes of a bette  Read More...
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Hope
I was 15, When i first felt that storm in my heart. That 'hands brushed' moment And sudden crashes  Where enough to make  My hormones go crazy. At 15, only hormone  Read More...
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That first love
By payoja in Poetry
It's all about the last night  Me and you You and me  And the dim light. It's all about the last night  Nothing was wrong  I was where I belong  And everything  Read More...
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It's all about the last night