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GOLDEN IS THE AUTUMN | GRANNY TALES
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Stories just like your Granny would tell you…. THE CARVER →. GOLDEN IS THE AUTUMN. GOLDEN IS THE AUTUMN. Golden is the Autumn,. Dancing in her veils of splendor;. Laughing through the woodlands,. Pirouetting on the hillsides,. And brushing frosty moonlight from her hair. Bittersweet the taste of apples. On her lips of tempting crimson;. Silver slippers tripping lightly. Over fields of ripening corn. One by one her veils slip earthward. Leaving carpets sweetly resting. Upon future bursts of color. You are...
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Elmo's World, Dinosaur Train, and Super Why At Background Stages of Mars and Jupiters : December 2014
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Elmo's World, Dinosaur Train, and Super Why At Background Stages of Mars and Jupiters. Tuesday, December 30, 2014. Happy Goat /Sheep /Ram Year of 2015! The Home-Made GingerBread Seoulwich House at Dallas, New York Time Square and London. Not a beer man,. Yet, never mind Shiner Bock,. Blue Moon, or Bud Light. Conoco, Short Stop,. Brown's bottle, or Express Gas,. Boys, girls, friends, colleagues,. Positive energy creates love,. Maggie Patti Barbara Frankford-Walton. Tuesday, December 16, 2014. Christmas co...
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Beauty | Respect and Acceptance
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Men are respectable only as they respect Ralph Waldo Emerson. February 3, 2012. Did I ever really know the meaning of beauty? When I met Beauty she changed the definition of beauty. Pleasuring my every sense. A fleeting glance as much as I dare…an eternity within a moment. So I turn my back…I hear her… voice so soft…tormenting. Close my eyes I can’t bear it…her scent…surrounding me…commanding me to open my eyes. Her taste…rain drops on my tongue. I can only imagine. My eyes are met with…beauty. Spiritual...
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Liberacism | Respect and Acceptance
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Men are respectable only as they respect Ralph Waldo Emerson. October 9, 2011. Ethnic cleansing taking place. The US aiding racist factions. The first black president overseeing these actions. A supposed intervention to protect civilians. In reality the arming of racist minions. America achieving its motives by starting fights. Goals more important than the abuse of human rights. 8230;beneath the Saharan people. Therefore definitely not seen as equal. The makings of genocide. Echoes of Nazi Germany.
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Between Silences: कोकणातली गोष्ट (खऱ्या अनुभवावर आधारित)
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Let's walk a little, talk a little, sing a little, rock a little. कोकणातली गोष्ट (खऱ्या अनुभवावर आधारित). सकाळी कुतूहल म्हणून मी लवकर बाहेर पडले. 'त्या' घरापर्यंत पोहोचले. घर ओसाड. खिडक्या सगळ्या बंद. दारावर कुलूप लावलेले. 169; अलका येरवडेकर. Specially flown in from Xanadu, by. Hey, this is. Also classified as: marathi. Must have been an amazing experience. Its these small experiences which enlighten the mind. Both the watcher and the watched were in a combined hypnotic frenzy! More of my work. Mother sh...
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Travel-inspired Tales: August 2011
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To behold, not just to see; to contemplate, not just to learn; to appreciate, not just to discover.these are my travel tools with which my travel-inspired tales are carved. Saturday, August 27, 2011. Malacca Butterfly and Reptile Sanctuary. As part of my series on Melaka, my hometown, a UNESCO World Heritage Site as a historic city of the Straits of Malacca, I am sharing these photographs of the Malacca Butterfly and Reptile Sanctuary. TAMAN RAMA-RAMA and REPTILIA MELAKA. Pouty Peahen is pretty proud too.
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Between Silences: Fakir - a Marathi poem
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Let's walk a little, talk a little, sing a little, rock a little. Fakir - a Marathi poem. You need to click on the image below to be able to read the words. Specially flown in from Xanadu, by. Hey, this is. Also classified as: marathi kavita. Stopping by to comment,Couldnt resist,A Marathi Poem. उच्च फारच सुरेख! Glad you liked it, Pranali, Prathamesh! Hi Alaka,this is so beautiful! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). More of my work. 100 Thousand Poets for Change. Carry on, Tuesday. I also blog at:.