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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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“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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“Fill in the Blanks”
Read more: “Fill in the Blanks”As a kid, I always had a love-and-hate relationship with the ‘Fill in the Blanks’ section in test papers. Even though I was always very confident about my answers the bright red marks proved otherwise. And now sitting here at my desk after a long day of work, laughs, tears, anger, anxiety, and pride I […]
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