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जिन्दगी के लम्हें ख़तम हुए, ख़तम हुई वो वहसत....
ये दिल आ अब लौट चलें, यहां नहीं तेरा दर......
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Death is just a sunset; the end of day’s light— darkness enrapturing life. And in the shadows grows all you’ve known. Like a silhouette of what comes next. A monument of the life you’ve left. No longer will I fear the dark. 🐺☀️🌙
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Wait a minute. #painting #drawing #interiordesign #ink #art #blackandwhite #poetry #dark #dessin #you
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Loving is fine.
Getting hurt is also fine.
Getting broken, dealing with toxic feelings and people who use, abuse and mistreat you is also - painfully - a part of the unfortunate side of life, an expansion of your strength. But to live there forever in victim mindset, to replay the bygones a million times over and think, rethink and wonder over the what-ifs isn’t okay no matter how badly you’ve been hurt.
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Move on. You owe yourself that much. Love is a generous act, but to stop loving yourself over someone else’s lack of ability to give you the love you deserve is a betrayal to your own self. Don’t be that person. Don’t be the man or the woman who looks back and talks about his love as the one that broke you. .
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Instead be the person who can proudly and gratefully look bad at a painful love and say that love did indeed turn out to be a catalyst for your growth, success and happiness. You get to choose how life’s circumstances will define you. .
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i’m blinded from the glittering water.
my skin feels warm from the sun, my clothes hot.
i inhale the fresh air for a long moment, closing my eyes and tilting my head back. 
the wind blows my hair, and i know it will look greasy and knotted later, but right now, i couldn’t care less.
i have to squint even with my eyes closed.
music plays softly in my ears and i curl my toes in the hot sand. 
i’m finally in paradise.
except, i’m not.
clouds start rolling across the sky, quickly covering the sun and darkening my world. i open my eyes and watch as the sky lights up with lightning, the ground shaking from the thunder.
i was happy. the world was bright and warm, until you came around.
the wind picked up, the water slowly twisting into a hurricane.
i screamed for help, trying to get away from the water, but it seemed to reach out and pull me in.
your words breathed air into my lungs every once in a while, but your actions just pushed me deeper down.
you are a hurricane, twisting my emotions and manipulating them to your benefit. you used me. they told me to stay away from the water if a storm came through, but i didn’t listen. 
i should have. then i wouldn’t have drowned.
-Eli 
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दर्द छुपाना जानते हैं हम,
शायद इसीलिये आज तक हमारे आँसू किसी को नजर नही आयें। आयुष पंचोली ©ayush_tanharaahi

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😈Happy Sinful Sunday with Pass Monday’s video 😘😂 not feeling these Jeans 🤷‍♀️
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Stronger and bolder 
My beautiful hell life
Storm ahead
Calm awaits
Trails challenge 
Waiting patiently 
Still 
Stronger and bolder
My beautiful hell life
Been there
Done that
Shit
Sit sorry
For myself 
Fuck NO
Waiting suck
But is a must
I love my life
With all the
Darkness 
Always 
Embrace 
Shit I even
Fuck it
My beautiful hell life
Yesterday gone
Todays air 
Tomorrow 
Isn’t promise 
But I still 
Dance my beautiful hellish 
Life away😘
🥰Heart of gratitude🥰
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New favourite word: typhlotic. So much more appropriate.
We can only begin to understand the person before us if our ears listen fully to their words and our hearts are open to their beauty, suffering, kindness, and humanity.
"Permanence, perseverance and persistence in spite of all obstacles, discouragements, and impossibilities: It is this, that in all things distinguishes the strong soul from the weak."
-Thomas Carlyle

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I am not a poet 
just a woman trying to escape 
with the words 
that were imprisoned by my tongue 
Of things I didn’t tell you 
of feelings I left numb 
And somehow, people began 
to call it poetry 
because it’s too late... Elle Bor
"Pioveva, ma non era una rumorosa pioggia invernale, era una pioggia frusciante, felpata, primaverile. Mormorava, sospirava, raccontava qualcosa, gocciolando dai cornicioni, fondendosi col vento"
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