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Time unfolds,
unseen straw of whispers;
gently caressing the
rough bark and cool air.
Skeletal branches,
the faint rustle of dried leaves
on ..
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The city of tagorian sweets
narrates a tale of Gitanjali's
saccharine melancholy.
Mishti doi swirls over
the bustling marketplace.
And oh!
t..
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My fear is a glass vase,
Fragile and delicate in my hands.
One wrong move could shatter it,
Into a million pieces,
scattered across the sands.
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Fog veils the shroud of LED bulbs,
Silver foiled ashes tell of infernal woe.
Willow trees weep remnants of dream,
Fumes of ache linger relentlessly..
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Pastel yellow skies
and the branches of grey trees
tainted with regrets.
Birds hum a somber tune
as if a requiem for what's gone.
Streetlights..
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Like puck's mischievous murmurs,
the sweet anticipation of
something extraordinary!
Time seemed to pause,
Painting stories
on a stretched taut...
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A silent poet in russet robes
wrote a stanza about the maple tree
As time begins to still
Crimson tide fleets the chances
To meet her lover
Chron..
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Morning breaks on sandy shores,
Sweet breezes whisper galore.
A cheeky fry-up with fam,
Banter flowin' like a pint cup.
Sunrise prop', chuffed,
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Love's bridge thru the strain
Sounds ripple like a flowing river.
As night falls, I infuse my sentiments
Into the nuances of sound of waves.
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Sunny Climes,
Tanned skin meets
the climbing tendrils,
A touch of nostalgia's grin.
Grandpa's tale blooms
like flowers on a whim.
Like confe..
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