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sapphire_sparkz
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"Hey... Where's your boyfriend?" Someone asked.
"It's a long distance relationship." she replied.
He smiled from heaven.
and...
She tried tried to maintain her sense of humour. -
sapphire_sparkz
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@football_freak
@counting_infinities
@the_late_night_tales
@mysteriously_minded
@tomboy_mirakean
Those who want the war
Never fight the war
And those who fight the war
Never want it.A tribute to the soldiers
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sapphire_sparkz
128w
I was silent , for a couple of hours.
Suddenly a bustle of murmuring went round my ears.
"Is everything okay? What happened to you? C'mon speak now!"
Well , I was trying to make myself feel comfortable
Is that my fault too?
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sapphire_sparkz
129w
the things that define you do not reside on the jagged toungues of the world;
they sit warmly tugged in within the depths of your soul.
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sapphire_sparkz
130w
I like how quiet a winter night is.
You can almost hear a heart beating , breaking and healing. -
sapphire_sparkz
130w
Eclipse
Once the sun asked the moon for the hug ,
And the world named it Eclipse -
sapphire_sparkz
130w
You had a story...
I was listening
When did I fall in love??
©sapphire_sparkz -
sapphire_sparkz
130w
Winter -
open the window
seasons turn
within
my warm room.
©sapphire_sparkz -
sapphire_sparkz
131w
I asked you a rose;
you never mind the thorns.
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girlwithsoul
127w
Even,
My Lungs love
the air around You,
More than the Oxygen!
©girlwithsoul -
_mysterious_nights_
128w
If darkness wasn't there, would there have been such importance of light?
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parac0sm
139w
Show him your 3 a.m. version
If he stays, he's the one.
©vaidarbhi -
akashrs
131w
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odysseus
130w
Read MoreAnother year goes
by and not much has changed...as
I am still alive.
I believe that my
existence has no purpose
but I'm still alive.
I don't socialize
and it is OBVIOUS that
I'm NOT sorely missed.
But I have found a
new world where I can freely
pen my emotions.
And there are many
people who are kind enough
to tolerate me.
It is a welcome
relief from the real world
where no one wants me.
//I can't blame the world.
It worships the rising sun
and not asteroids.//
@mirakee #mirakee @writersnetwork #writersnetwork @writerstolli #writerstolli @readwriteunite #readwriteunite #haiku #senryu
#life #thoughts//Half of my dreams are
buried far beneath a trench
in the Pacific.//
//The REMAINS of the
remaining half are waiting
for their funeral.//
//I have no one else
but myself to blame for their
untimely demise.//
©odysseus -
tengoku
130w
Your words were extra sweet,
so my tears are extra salty.
-Ananya -
"A guy and a girl can be just friends, but at one point or another, they will fall for each other... Maybe temporarily, maybe at the wrong time, maybe too late, or maybe forever."
-Dave matthews Band -
talesofniharika
131w
Men's day
Stop saying all men are the same,
Not all men consider love a game.
Stop saying a man can't cry,
He also needs someone to stand by.
Not all men are fake,
Even a man goes through a heart break.
Don't expect a man to be strong everytime,
Even he can be a victim of someone's crime.
Why a man is expected to understand woman each time?
This men's day , let's just remove this line.
Even a woman needs to understand a man,
And question on man being emotional needs a ban!
©talesofniharika -
seyfert
132w
Read MoreBeneath the drab drapes I am back to square one with the phrases and sentences of all of them and all of you.
Infact,only you!
Fetching the echoes etched upon the gone by epoch like the tattoo I have with your name .
With each day passing by those days come back,
and the tranquility of my soul surmise you.
Whether the call of rain or
the goodbye of spring
My season rest down to winter.
With the hue of Stygian I paint the souvenir
protagonisting both of us
my Arms try to embrace your presence through the zephyer,
You being the panoramic constant of my orbs urge them to wink at your hunch
My heart probing your pulse call you at the same
But My mind
still ask to let go.
Was the road you took not meant for me
or i stepped into a labyrinth.
At the further side of whom there is nothing you may call as vent.
"Stucked in the labyrinth
my existence asks you to help
oblivious of the fact
that you made me trap."
I am no less than a whacked snafu.
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© Bhavya Baldev 2019
@mirakee @writersnetwork.
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