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  • anavrap 1w

    This is my home, this is my own, we don't like no strangers
    Raise the kids good, beat the kids good and tie them up
    Spread it wide, my wife, my life, push the camera deeper
    I can use, I abuse, my muse, I made them all

    This machine
    Is there to please
    Strip the soul
    Fill the hole
    A fire to feed
    A belt to bleed
    Strip the soul
    Kill them all

    They are not gone, they are not gone, they are only sleeping
    In graves, in ways, in clay, underneath the floor
    Building walls, overalls, getting bored, I got faulty wiring
    Brick it up now, brick it up now, but keep the bones

    Porcupine ��

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    Strip the soul

  • anavrap 1w

    With your feet on the air and your head on the ground
    Try this trick and spin it
    Your head will collapse
    But there's nothing in it
    And you'll ask yourself
    Where is my mind?

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    Where is my mind

  • anavrap 2w

    Hello? (Hello? Hello? Hello?)
    Is there anybody in there?
    Just nod if you can hear me
    Is there anyone home?
    Come on now
    I hear you're feeling down
    Well I can ease your pain
    Get you on your feet again
    I'll need some information first
    Just the basic facts
    Can you show me where it hurts?

    There is no pain you are receding
    A distant ship smoke on the horizon
    You are only coming through in waves
    Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying
    When I was a child I had a fever
    My hands felt just like two balloons
    Now I've got that feeling once again
    I can't explain you would not understand
    This is not how I am
    I have become comfortably numb

    Okay (okay, okay, okay)
    Just a little pinprick
    There'll be no more, ah
    But you may feel a little sick
    Can you stand up?
    I do believe it's working, good
    That'll keep you going through the show
    Come on it's time to go
    There is no pain you are receding
    A distant ship, smoke on the horizon
    You are only coming through in waves
    Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying
    When I was a child
    I caught a fleeting glimpse
    Out of the corner of my eye
    I turned to look but it was gone
    I cannot put my finger on it now
    The child is grown
    The dream is gone
    I have become comfortably numb

    This is for all those who are killing their time somehow

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    Comfortably Numb

  • anavrap 3w

    Jesus, don't want me for a sunbeam
    Sunbeams are never made like me
    Don't expect me to cry
    For all the reasons you had to die
    Don't ever ask your love of me
    Don't expect me to cry
    Don't expect me to lie
    Don't expect me to die for me

    By Vaselines

    Covered by Angelic Kurt Cobain
    #merrychristmas #love #kurtcobain #Jesus

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    Merry Christmas

  • anavrap 3w

    ये पेड़ों सा मन क्यों न है
    धूप छांव सर्द पतझड़ में भी
    शांत खड़ा रहता है ये
    कोई जब तक जड़ से ना उखाड़ दे
    उगता रहता है तब तक ये।
    विधाता का दिया हो जो
    है गम हो या हो खुशी
    कोई पोधे को पानी क्यों देता नहीं
    अपेक्षाएं कोई भी रहती नहीं
    दर्द होता होगा तुमको भी उतना ही
    हमको जरा सी चोट जो लग जाती है
    मोहल्ला हिला देते हैं
    सबको बता देते है
    तुमको तो लगाने को कोई मरहम नहीं
    ना ही उत्साह बढ़ाने वाला पास है कोई
    कर्म पथ पर डटे रहना सीखे तुमसे कोई
    जो उगाता है तुमको
    बार बार काट देता है वही
    मतलब का प्यार मिला है तुमको
    धोखा खा खा कर क्यों सीखते नहीं
    तुम कभी
    तुम तो उस बकरे समान हो
    जिसको पालते है प्यार से बली के नाम पर
    पर जरा पूछो उनसे ऊपर वाले ने ये
    बोला था सबसे अजीज चीज भेट करने को
    पर हम हर चीज में जुगाड ढूंढ लिया करते हैं
    अपनी गलतियों को परंपरा का नाम दिया करते हैंl
    फिर किसी मजार पर चादर चढ़ा कर या किसी मंदिर में प्रसाद चढ़ा कर गलतियों की शमा मांग लिया करते है
    अगले दिन से चलो एक बार फिर वही गलतियां दोहरा लिया करते हैं।
    इतनी यातनाओं के बाद भी
    ये मूक से रहने वाले पेड़
    और पशु पक्षी
    विश्वास करने की सीख हमको दिया करते हैं

    #miraquill #writersnetwork #writersbay

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    पेड़, परंपरा, हम


  • anavrap 4w

    To me right now Is that i am able to breath fresh air
    I feel happy that i have woken up from my peaceful slumber today
    Many people have woken up but today will sleep for the last time during their earthly stay.

    My friend calls me to remind that money matters
    You need to apply for a new job
    You have a good opportunity , now that you dont have to travel from Kharghar to Malad for that interview
    And then travel back to Airoli Mind Space
    In case you had enough passion and desire to crack it as soon as you can

    Why have you relaxed and become cosy and lazy now
    Time is a thing of prime importance
    You need to make up for those lost opportunities
    If life has to end it will end
    Just don't have to be reckless in this situation .
    This is the most you will ever be free
    Marriage, kids ,taking care of parents will be your top priorities
    This is the time for your career for your
    Dreams and passion
    So get up and dont warm that bed .

    You need to up that tempo
    Before the expenses hit you on that face of yours
    In this life's race there will be none to pull that trigger
    to let you know now is the time to run
    All eye's are on you now
    Have to step up and start taking decisions.

    In last couple of years
    I have realised attachments look good when it comes
    In emails
    Or else tied to some goals
    Because when it comes to people they either leave you
    Or suddenly leave the world.

    All of a sudden the void that you have tried to avoid
    With all your might and pride
    Visits you
    Stay with you and asks you
    If all of this was worth your time.
    What matters is to understand that you keep track of money because it buys you a livelihood.
    But you think your time and energy is unlimited.

    #wod #matter #miraquill #writersnetwork

    @syaahiii @divyanshi28_03 @muskaanbhatt

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    What matters


  • anavrap 4w

    All around me are words
    When i miss something
    I am asked to tell where was my focus
    When i start picking things
    I'm being adjudged as emotional.
    And soon I start focusing on judging things
    Suddenly when i find i am becoming good at it
    I am now being termed as judgemental
    I have to judge more to know when not judge

    All around me are words
    The timing should be better
    Better because i am stepping up the ladder
    And yet i am close to few because words i used in my judgements have been better.

    We are so used to making references of the past words
    what one said or we replay those words in our heads becoming paranoid ,
    thinking what to speak about the future
    But Hey who will speak about the present .

    Everyone is too busy
    Its like saying i am too busy to fill the gas tank
    We are planners schemers and dreamers and above that we all are accountants
    we are good at tracking the problems
    And magnify to have an upper hand

    But what about spending more time talking on solutions
    Its like the same old story where
    the teachers asked us to focus
    but never telling us really how to focus.
    Thats why there is so little trust

    We lay the emphasis on how well things are presented
    And not paying well to the creators of that software
    or that script writer
    Just like Shahrukh is paid more just to say Hi Handsome
    But no one knows about employees who worked hard to get things on board
    All around me are words

    You are rewarded how well you have played with them.
    People have too little time to contemplate how much you mean and how much you stuck to those words
    Freedom is often misunderstood as having the right to be in more relationships
    or having the right to express anything .

    It feels really cool
    to roast or demean anyone
    You feel you are as cool as those standup comedians
    People aren't really interested to know what kind of mess the other person really is
    This is known as westernization of self
    where you lack empathy
    And you ask the other
    Chill bro those really are some play of words
    #pod #start #writersnetwork #miraquill

    @syaahiii @divyanshi28_03 @muskaanbhatt

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    All are around me are words


  • anavrap 5w

    Caliginous eyes
    Hides and hazes the realities.
    Falsifying the signals to the brain which is puzzled and is often confused drawing conclusions Even in
    Lack of clarity

    O caliginous eyes you see the sun moon and high tides but sometimes you abuse the power and keep the self in state of continuous darkness.
    You can notice the beautiful hairs the bodies and melting looks that eyes just exchanged.
    Taming the brain to react to the situations, forcing the neck to sway in that direction.

    Why can't you see the Lord
    Who's company you seek when you have a daunting task ahead of you
    Caliginous eyes why don't you shed some light that you have absorbed in these years over the lessons that came along with those victories and defeats .

    Why can't you see the real faces of those you meet
    My brain ends up spending so much of time explaining to me how good or bad the person or situation is.
    Covering up the misjudgements that i usually make.

    Why can't you see the Lord
    Who is your friend your master and a well wisher in all your moves.
    You keep us in black when we really want you to show the things as it is.

    #wod #archaic #caliginous #writersnetwork #miraquill

    @syaahiii @muskaanbhatt_ @divyanshi28_03

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    Caliginous eyes


  • anavrap 5w

    My love when you cried today
    I too was almost about to cry
    But then i questioned myself
    why do you wanna cry ?
    There's nothing to prove nothing to hide
    Crying wont make you weak
    holding wont make you strong either
    All you would do is you end up wasting each other's time

    Probably need to ask the right set of questions to yourself.
    Not be that student who thinks he is a smart lad
    As he keeps poking the teacher to check whether he can solve this Math problem that was asked in IIT last year.

    Am i happy to have what i have now ?
    what my reaction may do to you
    If i cry you will be hiding things
    Your frustations your questions you anger from myself
    That will be someone you are not
    I will be responsible to turn you into something
    and i know you dont like being that.
    You are not that beautiful wrapper
    But you are the gift that i must preserve love and care

    Thats when my smile returned back Even when you had tears in those eyes
    Let me tell you i wasn't being heartless jerk for doing that
    That's why all i said to you is your presence makes me feel good
    and when you aren't around
    i'm not afraid that i might loose you
    That's how the butterflies settle

    I know no heaven's gonna fall
    Lets keep doing our bit and leave the rest
    To that person who is known by the designation of God
    He will take care of even that.

    I dont know is it confidence over confidence or me being showcasing my immature self
    Because conclusions can fuck us real bad .
    Hits us first in the head
    then our whole immune system and body gets in that state of feeling miserable thinking when this shit is gonna end .

    #writersnetwork #miraquill #Questions are the answers sometimes.

    @syaahiii @muskaanbhatt_

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  • anavrap 6w

    This is my December.
    I don't have something or someone to chase for now
    I am letting things come to myself once again.
    I have someone to talk to
    Someone to look forward too
    I thought that i care too much
    But for the first time someone can beat me in this too

    I gave it all away my pain my failures and frustrations
    This is my December
    And i am not all alone now
    Yes i have had anxieties cropping up my peace and thankful period
    But my friends and family
    Beared up my silly mistakes

    I developed a rebellious nature
    And fought with my best friends
    For not fulfilling the least of my expectations
    And I gave it all away
    My asks and my expectations
    And i am not a living dead
    The poems and writers helped me be sane

    This is my December
    This is my time to thank the immortal dead
    And I And I ..
    Song in the memory of Chester Bennington

    #wod #december @miraquill @writersnetwork @syaahiii

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    This is my December