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lonely art galleries

lonely art galleries

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india, 2003. reader discretion advised.…

whirlwinds

whirlwinds

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━winner of wattpad india awards 2020 ♡There are whirlwinds all around me. In the subdued whispers of passed on folklore, in the legends of jinns and ghosts, in the euphoria of love, in the nostalgia of a past life, in the wonders of a world which is quite different from mine, in the loss of a dear one you cherished with dear life and the goodbyes that leave your heartstrings feeling astray- they all come with whirlwinds of stories we never say. There are whirlwinds all around us. 3rd in poetry on October 2021;2nd in poem on 26th December 2020;Featured on wattpad poetry and wattpad anthologies. mypoemattic © 2020.…

it's archaic

it's archaic

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❝a rustic array of verses that whisper themselves through the centuries and into our souls.❞☾︎ a poetic escapism; bringing stories from the windermere library in my mind, to you. -m.h.☾︎ hr : 1 in poetry,1 in poems, 1 in poesia.…

ambrose

ambrose

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honeydew eyes,mulberry charades,& inarian saints.❝ambrose like fire,sunsets, & love.❞…

ORION

ORION

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let me take you to the place from where you can see children's hands stretching up to the sky from the ferris wheel, let me take you to my daydreams.let me show you the world as orion sees.writing : [2021]feb 18 (2'14 pm) - july 25 (2'30 pm). posting : [2021]apr 17 (12'34 pm) - nov 19 (12'40 pm). mas ; mypoemattic © 2021.#29 in poetry on May 10th, '21.#10 in poem on July 6th,' 21.…

when winter arrives

when winter arrives

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winter changes a lot of things. the forest sings hymns of a frozen country, the ice shields our forgotten memories, blue seas have long to journey before they turn to mist, these are the days from an artist's messy canvas, the pine trees are covered in snow, fire-place afternoons and time that slows, the story-tales are hushed on every street, the winter bird hums a song so sweet, these are new beginnings and the end of times- those days when winter arrives.A mini collection of poetry and prose to read by your window sill during cold winter nights. 25 in poetry, January 7th 2021.mypoemattic © 2020.…