Category: Dreams
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Ikigai: The Reason Of Being
Sitting inside my room, I see the thunder whoop to my room. Desperate rainwater gushes down, From the opened up cracks and crevices, And I instantly realise that I have to go out and fix this, I need to rush out to fix that.The rain is not stopping, And there is an ocean, I Imagine,…
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Dimensional Paradox
5 stars on my wrist, Aligned in a line, Shines and speaks out loud, Reminding me of the galaxy lying on the pin’s point. Smaller enough that after losing a person, We soon meet him in the 4th dimension called time, Maybe in future or in past. These stars, They fade and vanish, But soon…
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The Mighty Man!
I want to color all those paintings, With human eyes which look sad and demotivated, Because they are not being watched. A lot was put into those by the painters, I suppose. I am no artist, But I observe. I want to take everyone to those exhibitions Who are unhappy and messing with their own…
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My Love Affair with Coorg
I start my normal day in Bengaluru with exercise, have my breakfast and go to my desk for straight 8 hours with my laptop screen on and in the background music, children’s voices and chores of the day change seasons. While every time I think of travelling to different parts of India, I find a…
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Weaving Destinations in Life’s Chapter!
Why I must visit Mumbai? First things first, you like traveling or not, Mumbai is the city which cannot be slipped from your must go places. Unique in its own way, this city offers you Mindfulness and Hassle, Multi Storey Apartments to Chawls, Cutting tea and Vada Pav to Luxury Dining in Taj Hotel, Togetherness…
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Morning Bird!
I am grateful to the Mornings Which take me out And push me harder from my deep slumbers. As I go out and touch the soft air, My heart bursts into happiness bare. As I step out and feel the rhythms, I feel thankful for being so adamant, For getting up without weigh For continuous…
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She
A smiling face, With visible rib cage. Dirt on her legs And generosity in hands. I passed in future, But stood in present. Looking for some shrunken bananas, I bought some and her hand raised, To bless. No language, No signs, just eyes which speak, The language forgotten but very unique, Called care. Daily I…
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Poem: Dear Girls!
Welcome to my party, We can collaborate. There is your booze and there, the cigars. In my kitchen, there is some homecooked food too. Groove! Groove! Groove! You are allowed. Talk! Talk! Talk! It is all fine. Advices will be served, if you want. Think this home as a book in your hand. I want…
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Travel Stop: Haridwar+Rishikesh
After canceling a lot of other plans, insisting my college teachers to take my tests later, filing some false doctor reports for postponing the exam dates, insisting my parents, I finally packed my bags to take a plunge and go wild into the beauty of Rishikesh and Haridwar.
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Poem: Checklist
You will feel your mind flooded And eyes filled with nothingness, As those heavenly drops will fall upon you. You will find yourself fully complete And worthy when you have dusted the list Of achievements, you have made yourself. Consider money is your restful sleep And this nature your owner. Submerge your ugliness And you…
Supriya Sahu 