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“Hues”
Read more: “Hues”Shut too long Closed to voices and pleads Shadows pass by Leaving noises behind I hold my might Locked inside Hiding under a disguise. Breathing in the air Hues of pink and yellow I watch the world go by Creating a new me, wrapped in shades of old and new I find my true pride.
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“Toxic Reader”
Read more: “Toxic Reader”I am a reader. Perpetually confused about whether to read more or write. Luckily, both work in favor of my mental health. I can read over 30 books a year which I understand is not a big number, but it is good for me. I usually start a book and then quickly start to calculate […]
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“Gift”
Read more: “Gift”Today’s writing prompt was the word, “gift”. And since my older one put me to shame by coming up with a poem on the same in less than 10 mins, I decided to give it a try as well. What does the word, ‘gift’ mean to you? What form can it be? What is more […]
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“A queen is born”
Read more: “A queen is born”Storytelling is an art. If I could, it would be my dream job, to be a storyteller. Well, it is a talent not many possess yet sometimes you come across a great one that leaves you wondering how,? HOW? That is the question to be asked. How do you think this way? How do you […]
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