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Memories of Dark Night!
And that’s completely fine to accept those days when you don’t see a clear sky. It’s fine that you embrace the darkness for a while. There’s a heaviness inside your heart which keeps on eating you. Your little suppressed emotions are being crushed inside. The smile on your face is hiding the pain of your heart. You may be in front of the hundred and thousands of people but there’s something deep…
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“Touch Has Memory” | Prompt #30
“Touch. It is touch that is the deadliest enemy of chastity, loyalty, monogamy, gentility with its codes and conventions and restraints. By touch we are betrayed and betray others … an accidental brushing of shoulders or touching of hands … hands laid on shoulders in a gesture of comfort that lies like a thief, that takes, not gives, that wants, not offers, that awakes, not pacifies. When one…
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"Be Wild; That Is How To Clear The River." | Prompt #28
“Be Wild; That Is How To Clear The River.” | Prompt #28
The river does not flow in polluted, we manage that. The river does not dry up, we block it. If we want to allow it its freedom, we have to allow our ideational lives to be let loose, to stream, letting anything come, initially censoring nothing. That is creative life. It is made up of divine paradox. To create one must be willing to be stone stupid, to sit upon a throne on top of a jackass and…
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"This Window Makes Me Feel Like Singing." | Prompt #14
“This Window Makes Me Feel Like Singing.” | Prompt #14
“Open the window of your heart, and let the spirit speak.” Rumi said it so well that I could resonate myself enough with it until lockdown happened in 2020. I never knew my love for windows that I used to keep on sitting next to the window in my room. There were days when I used to not even go outside the house for so many days but keep myself engaged with pens, journals, papers, books, and…
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Come and hold me tonight! #SumitOfficial #broken #poet (at India) https://www.instagram.com/p/CJ9FWDeMYlo/?igshid=zv262pls5ct8
Come and hold me tonight! #SumitOfficial #broken #poet (at India) https://www.instagram.com/p/CJ9FWDeMYlo/?igshid=zv262pls5ct8
"Fuck it..." She sighed. 😓 #SumitOfficial #smut (at India) https://www.instagram.com/p/CJ6Y6oHsY8A/?igshid=1vx61lefnlwj6
Sunday is a go-down day! . . . #SumitOfficial #smut #poetry #art (at India) https://www.instagram.com/p/CJ34CaUMoOA/?igshid=ysb7wuqopgdo
