Category: emotravelling
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My House is Not Dead
How much is a home celebrated, When it is given a life, As if everything has congregated To make it sanct, new, and decorated. Over the years, it loses its glimmer, Converts to a sojourn, in some other years, It is too old to habitat for humans. They pack and leave in search of a…
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I Am Losing and Winning
I sat beside my bed, waiting to sleep, Night reaches footsteps And creeps on my skin. It sings a lullaby, A voice I hear of my mom, To sleep. Tossing and turning, Spending tears to realize this And learn that. I can sleep, But I do not want to, Let this night be the darkest…
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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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Scars
I have some scars left in open to survive Like an abandoned ship in the sea. I have a fear inside me Which pisses me off every goddamn time I think about it. No, I have not done any wrong, The circumstances were just adverse, And I was too lazy to think That I was…
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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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Moments with Friends!
Whiskey made me high, And beer chilled,After taking a shot of Vodka, I totally got numb. Although the effects are different, All combined to one are making my cerebrum stunned. The terrifying night and I high on booze, Can I make my own way to my home? Everything light and fuzzy feelings, How to go…
Supriya Sahu 