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writing on just to write..........: muse and moments

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Writing on just to write. Life is ordinary without the magic of words and colors. Monday, 10 June 2013. Spark of dark night’s solitude. The outfits of identities. Popping new horizons of dreams transcending to desires. Like the wind and the fragrance that catches along. Entwined are my identities, pops between truth and. They parade through the aisles of life’s labyrinths. I struggle between purplish veils and grey walls. And when you know the. You walk with entwined creepers in legs. They parade through...

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writing on just to write..........: Art Corner

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Writing on just to write. Life is ordinary without the magic of words and colors. I am here too. Http:/ artcornerforpaintings.blogspot.in/. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). One of my stories, here! Nain Rouge Fisrt Issue. Http:/ www.whitecatpublications.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/09/NAIN-ROUGE-September-10th-2012.pdf. One of my poems, here! Imaginary garden with real toads. Thanks Green speck and Vaishali Jain. Dove damage therapy contest. Imaginary garden with real toads. The wish jar-magic in the backyard.

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writing on just to write..........: #25 napowrimo

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Writing on just to write. Life is ordinary without the magic of words and colors. Tuesday, 30 April 2013. When stretched met with ocean. When winged kissed the sky. And still it is trapped in flesh and bone…. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). One of my stories, here! Nain Rouge Fisrt Issue. Http:/ www.whitecatpublications.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/09/NAIN-ROUGE-September-10th-2012.pdf. One of my poems, here! Imaginary garden with real toads. Thanks Green speck and Vaishali Jain. A crinkled, crumpled ...

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writing on just to write..........: Soulful canvas

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Writing on just to write. Life is ordinary without the magic of words and colors. Sunday, 29 September 2013. Http:/ catrinwelzstein.blogspot.de/. The suburban road rushed. Its dreams shimmering in flowing craving lights. Tied to building blocks and building egos. Vicious grooves like patchy skin discolored soulless guises. A few stars i gathered tied in words. An apple can be an apple without label. And the soul can walk high. Among stars bathing in celestial glow. Pastures unbounded thorn less canvas.

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writing on just to write..........: grayish...

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Writing on just to write. Life is ordinary without the magic of words and colors. Wednesday, 10 June 2015. Mushrooms grown wild, kept tightly packed;. I bought some, its drizzling outside,. Monsoon’s first wash, and you, still waiting for ticket. At home we prepared sandwiches, black peppered,. Salted white, mushrooms of faded shades and thoughts. Grayish, where only my cup full of coffee and yours. Waiting, and you are still waiting for ticket;. Holidays joyful, tickets so dear, my dreary days,. Drought...

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writing on just to write..........: Mangoes

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Writing on just to write. Life is ordinary without the magic of words and colors. Wednesday, 17 June 2015. Mangoes, yellow and orange like the summer sun. My baskets are full to the brim and I share with love. With breakfast and dinner we serve mangoes. The sharp knife slicing its thick sunny brightness. Brings a juicy rain, outside too it is raining and. When I go out splashing rain-made puddles. I think of mangoes, their seeds abandoned all over. Used, relished and thrown, but I know that later. I love...

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writing on just to write..........: Finding beauty....

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Writing on just to write. Life is ordinary without the magic of words and colors. Friday, 27 March 2015. The flowing river, calm and deep. With all its secrets drowned deep,. Silent, and my eyes behold beauty there;. And when seasons change, when mountains. Roar out all its vengeance. She tears away her blanket. And dances her tune, pours out her tears,. Laughs out loud, and she finds her inner beauty;. I was awestruck, but longed to tune in with her tune. To find meanings for meanings. And not for gains.

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writing on just to write..........: Redemption

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Writing on just to write. Life is ordinary without the magic of words and colors. Sunday, 26 May 2013. By Leovi ( http:/ lafotografiaefectistaabstracta.blogspot.in/. From dVerse poets pub. A stream travelled, and a thousand,. Parallel, parallel;. On their own hues washing colours iridescent,. A glowing sun, warmth, burning truth. Turned all streams to wind,. They travelled miles and miles,. Tasting the very salt;. They turned a thousand drops,. Moist, true, iridescent. Dazzling, enchanting every spirit,.

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writing on just to write..........: Sedoka

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Writing on just to write. Life is ordinary without the magic of words and colors. Friday, 21 June 2013. Wild wind whispers close. Your songs so distant and soft,. Kissing through lush green, still moist! Your songs, moist and soft. My heart bleeds eons of red roses,. Cherished ever, still moist! Is an unrhymed poem consisting of two tercets with a scheme of 5-7-7 and 5-7-7 syllables, a total of 38 syllables. Please visit dVerse poets pub to know more. 21 June 2013 at 20:47. 21 June 2013 at 22:48. New for...