#positivity
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Writing is like sorcery, that connects the writer’s consciousness to the exact words, if only the connection is in sync. Sometimes it appears like close doors to all directions. A writer wanders in fog, knocking all the closed doors, the yearning of not getting keys is irksome . Luckily, the doors don’t remain closed for…
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Procrastination isn’t leading to anywhereBut to zilch,Present is always synchronous. By Iyana H.
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December alarmed virescent leaves to fadePassed message to JanuaryTime to bloom carnations on winter lands. By I.H.
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The mind doesn’t hibernate in despairing situations. The duration of the bitter feeling of setback seems longer than anytime. A part of the mind needs to be free to hunt, the other part desires to be a slave to regrets. The conflict is real as dawn and dusk. So it’s true too that you lead…
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Sometimes maturity hits so hard, We accept both defeat and win gladly. Amalgamation brings an unexplainable version, Futuristic visions emerged vividly from all the edges. By I.H.
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Foggy days walk down without invitation. Nearest hills hide behind the veil of bleak. The purpose of a living dawns in disguise but a living see through hope, a path to fate calls. By I. H.
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Nobody should let loneliness to push him or her to toxic company. Otherwise it would tremble your base momentarily. But you would be lucky in the end to find out that loneliness is only a particular state of your thought process. Nobody is literally lonely. By I.H.
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Not chasing the muse It drips with dew When the universe sings Stories whirl old and new.
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It was unfathomable surprise for me when I first recognised a few basic colours, red, blue and pink. The excitement to explore the whole new surrounding filled with vibrant shades was on peak. So this was the world of curiosity. Curiosity led all the directions. I wished to be the first to solve all of…