I’m a writer who grew out of the familiar things around you. You make me, who I am, For what I write is all about us. You can see me outside your window, Dangling at the end of the branch a

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Before last summer, and couple of years back, Of being late, my tales never reached you. Brushed passed by friends, mutual. And family so close I never knew you? You never knew me? We never knew each other! For the

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I am convinced that world is a strange place with weird beings. Sure, I am afraid of it but that doesn’t seem to stop me from looking out for the things around, slowly as my path breaks. I am scared

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Written with pen,sealed with kisses,we've exchangedwords of poetries,carved from heart's blood.you told me once,you love me,I'm sorry but I forgot.Whisper onto my earsagain,.I shall forever bury itdeep,and never trouble yourconfused soul again. You taught me love cannot be weighed, or

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I remember trembling downin front of you,finding it hard totake each breathharder as I gasp for moreSlowly realisingyou're the reason formy existencea part of theair you've become,which surrounded meProtecting me from the raysthat once held me backfrom living.now you've let melive my

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Remember me like, your breath unconscious, but always around. Remember me, not in your low tides; I'm never the fragrance of your solace. Perhaps a recollection of love you once felt;in midsummer's dream. Remember me for who I am, For

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I shall place myself along the orange glow of the lines.. Let me drive the clouds, make another sky like never before. For it's the color of my wind that paints your sky, an art as vivid as this placid

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All I want to do in my life would be just write to you. Yes you. I have not known you, I have not seen you. Yet you have a place in the corner of my heart. For you read

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Hey you? Yes you!!You are not safe here! Where? Here! Where here? Here. just here, and there. You are not safe outside. Please don't stay in either. You are not safe inside the four walls of your house too. You

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Written with pen, sealed with love; She scribbled those very words that painted her heart with rainbow colors on the recycled papers. Keeping them herself, she wrote "Letters" as the words bring out her own life. She loved pen, but

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A part of Centaur Yearned to be a man.. The other to race all its life. A creature of desire it was. In those land of mystical world He lived.. Eating grass and drinking  Blood of unicorns; That flowed from

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 Here is a wish from me to you,sister to a brother, close friend to a close friend,high girl to a high boy, bestie to bestie, kuppo to podiyan!!! Happy birthday to you (am singing) happy birthday to you ( am

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Of roses and jasmines A Lilly was in love, With the lotus’s sun; Jealous and pride took turns in melting down his heart, All watched by poor sunflower. Neither in a fight nor at peace But salvation at her heart,

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                        She spoke less to people and enjoyed scent of moist soil, drizzles and she loved rain. She understood the birds that nested on the willow tree more than

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 Wind on my hair, wind on my face, wind everywhere…travelling to the mountains, sign of rain. A welcoming heart of sun with beautiful rainbow notes. Have you ever touched the limit of the sky? Have you ever raced with the

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Oh!! happiness is getting reviews for yours writing, finally my poem My Wayside Flowers is been published in November Issue of WE http://www.writersezine.com/ My WE Badge!!!!! Thank you from my hearts content!! :)

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Truth There are innumerable number of people around us and countable real people. You meet people daily, you wave, and say hi built up a relation so called friendship. But have you ever thought how much these friendships are valued;

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And there goes my flightless bird. Away she goes, to learn to fly high. life is hard, being with her in the same cage that fed us with laughter and love now leaving behind she is setting herself free. to

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                        The very desolate feeling when on closed eyes, though we want to push ourselves to run through the highlands; stretch our arms, enjoy the rain. The feeling of

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                    Its summer, the sound of leaves falling apart swings my ears! Where could she be? Out in the woods I wonder?! I recall her telling me that she is going

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