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[yogashreeeeee]

A memory! Just a imaginary poem! #yogashree #igwriters #igwritersclub #igwritersandpoets #poemsofinstagram #mypoem #memoryplanning #traintravel #imaginationiseverything (at India) https://www.instagram.com/p/CGhqwjrFzrS/?igshid=1lyzs80u7o9ln

[poeticifi]

Prompts from @sleepwalkingmuse . Here is what I love about myself. Photo credit: canva #capturingprompts #ig.writers #herheartpoetry #poetsanonymous #igwritersandpoets #abbaird #publishingcompany #editor #zines #perfectsayings https://www.instagram.com/p/CDyIrCulfDN/?igshid=n4s8dk31m3o1

[deepali93-blog1]

#post146 You mix it, you fix it Your trick it but make it! My mood, my brain From insane... to sane You have the power Who gave you? The almighty? Or slaved you? To bring back me to him? Turning it to be 'the end'? You shush me, you say 'I got you baby! Just stay'. You put your head on my hand Crying again and again. I know we got no time Please be forever mine. Just one last time Say it again Just one last time Will say all I can Will repeate all the vows And rush back to time Where you are standing For me! Down the aisle. Just one last time I will smile With all the courage I have inside. Going back in time I will stay Forever in your arms Ending it that way. Oh you stop me again Filled with pain I know you don't want But this time, it came. It has to happen That sign is insane. I have no power No comeback game. Just one last time Say everything's gonna be fine Just one last time Hold me again and sing me a beautiful line. I want to rest on you Just one last time I hope all this was not true I wish I could continue. Follow @speaker_ss ______________________________________ Instagram|Facebook|Tumblr #instapost #instapoem #igwritersandpoets #igwriter #writersadda #writeup #quotesandpoems https://www.instagram.com/p/B073gTzlc2n/?igshid=i9xvr7gww35p

[billiej08]

Written words or soft tongue do pierce like a sword. But this journey called life just can’t be ignored. Strumming my thoughts with beats to the chord. While sharing a little of what I’ve explored. And I Thank You for caring in what I’ve adored. ~bjalm #thoughts #writing #writingcommunity #written #writtenwords #writer #softtongue #writersofinstagram #author #words #fortheloveofwriting #bjalm_laitw #friends #thankyou #thankyoulord #prismreflection #prismrefraction #prismchangedme #journey #life #lifequotes #poem #poetry #poetrycommunity #inspiration #mentalhealth #livelife #igwritersandpoets #blessyourheart

[shemonti-blog]

A November afternoon, Standing on my balcony. I obliviously gaze at the sky, I see the clouds have congregated in a blissful manner today.. Like they are in a pure form of ecstasy, Dancing and floating all around the radiant sky.. They have come from a distant place, And they have a story to narrate me, Like I belong to them, Like they belong me. I am one with them, Just like them, wavering and fluttering in the whirlwind of this illusive Cosmos, In a quest of my old lost love ☁☁🌸🌷🌼🌻🍃 Shemonti #cloudsporn #wordporn #igwritersclub #igwriters #igwritersandpoets (at Santipara, Dibrugarh)

[themysteriousmoon-rishabh-blog]

The Mysterious Moon..! #igwritersandpoets #igersindia #writersofinstagram #igwritersclub #hindipoetry #igers #ighindiwriters #ighindiquotes (at Somewhere in the Middle of No Where)

[namshaikhspeare]

Part 6: "Madam, he was not stopping. I don't know him, I don't even know you madam.", the security guard tried explaining. "Hi, I am Tarana." "And I am Ali", Ali interrupted. "Actually, I've come to live on 11th floor, 1102, Mr. Khan is my mamu.", Tarana introduced herself "Ooh Mr. Khan, yes he is a nice gentleman and he had informed us about you." Watchman smilingly replied. "Sorry, I didn't inform anybody, actually I've come just a couple of hour ago.", Tarana continued. "But Tarana, this man is a nasty one." Ali complained. "And this young man is double nasty. When I questioned him, he had nothing to say. He was only saying Tarana, Tarana.", the watchman tried reasoning. "But I didn't know anything else.", Ali exclaimed! Watch man was pissed by now, "So, what do you want? You want me to lose my job?" "Okay, okay, I think, everything is fine now. You can go. I'll manage, thank you.", Tarana tried sorting out the situation to avoid creating a scene. "Yes, I have to go. Actually I got an emergency call from my house. So I have to go. Today no one is there for the night duty madam.", the watch man informed. "Thank you.", Tarana said. Ali-"So, Tarana, Thank God, I found you, before this man could call the police." Tarana-"Mr. Ali I'm still in shock. Can I ask you, what are you doing here?" Ali-"Yes, ask" Tarana-"What?" Ali- "Ask na." Tarana- "You are sick! Tell me or else I'm going back." Ali-"Here.", Ali handed a diary to Tarana. "Clever girl, if found please contact blah blah blah blah number which no more works!" Ali, mocked her. "Ooh shit, where did you find this? I'm sure this happened in the flight! I've been searching it all over." "So, how did you find the address?" #tobeContinued #AliNTarana #TheMissingKey #Shortstories #story #friendshipstory #instastory #thoughtoftheday #instawriter #instalikes #likesforlikes #storiesoninstagram #poetsoninstagram #spilledthoughts #spilledink #writers #writegasm #writer #writeeverydamnday #todayspost #igwriters #igwritersclub #igwritersandpoets

[namshaikhspeare]

Part 4: “I like this house, it’s amidst the busy streets in the area called Andheri. I wonder when will the Andhera go out of my life…”, Tarana puts a full stop to her today’s dairy tale in her new diary. She is in her uncle’s apartment. Uncle’s family is in US, currently undergoing ‘vanvas’ to get the green card, so there is no chance of them coming back to Mumbai and as soon as uncle got to know that Tarana is shifting here and also the previous tenants are moving out, he offered her to stay at his place. Families are there to help you. They are the one whom you can rely on anytime. Some people are blessed to get a family like Tarana’s. Ali on the other hand is a loveable guy but is away from his family. Being in the same city he lives in a different place than his family. Eid and Dadi’s birthday are the only occasions when he sees them. They have many problems with him but he has only one. Love. He thinks they don’t love him enough. #tobeContinued #AliNTarana #TheMissingKey

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