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surajnsm
surajnsm
21/M/India Sometimes I catch up with humanity, / Sometimes I let humanity catch up with me. / / Instagram: surajnsm
She gave me her hands she was bare, serene and so out and open and I accepted it because it wasn't the hands that showed her body the physical aspects that made her beautiful it was the way she portrait herself and the spontaneity that left her either from her lips or her fingers or my poetry
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Jul 6, 2023
Jul 6, 2023 at 3:47 AM UTC
She gave me her hands
वो बहती हवा है वो बहती रही हमेशासे मै ठहरा राहु सिधासा वो बहती हवा है वो कहती मुझिसे ना देखू खुदको धीमासा वो बहती हवा है वो कहती मुझसे तू साथ रहना हमेशा ये रात अभी तो हैना तुझी को सबकुछ कहना तू धीमे धीमे बेहना
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Oct 22, 2020
Oct 22, 2020 at 12:33 PM UTC
वो बहती हवा है
Take me to a brighter place Where our love never fades Even after we spend decades Slowly stich my heart Barely seems a part Fill in some love and light Please make this home alright Someplace the sun is so bright Someplace this cold won’t bite Somewhere this world is not lame Somewhere this life is not a game A place where no one blames Show them your fighter face Take me to a brighter place
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Oct 20, 2020
Oct 20, 2020 at 10:30 AM UTC
Take me to a brighter place
The low low hanging lights I held sky shots I saw her walk, My sight froze. Her dark black hair Her deep deep eyes, The dress she wore Oh! People it was a blur My heart was stolen, Stolen by her.
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Oct 18, 2020
Oct 18, 2020 at 8:20 AM UTC
Stolen by her
One day I'll be gone I guess I'm not wrong. I have few questions for you Answer them when you have time But without a single crime this time. Would you cry? Would you even try? Would you ever ask yourself why? Would you say its such a waste? Would you wonder at the haste?
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Mar 14, 2018
Mar 14, 2018 at 5:26 AM UTC
Questions For You
They mumbled on me, For something I never did. You were my alibi there, But you just disappeared. Was my suavity the reason? Or am i a knave to you? I was in a daze, And all I needed was a tender touch. Don't know the reason for your wrath, I can only blame these rotten days.
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Mar 10, 2018
Mar 10, 2018 at 4:18 PM UTC
In a Daze
All good souls Are hanging on the walls. All good dolls Are reason for the trolls. All beautiful faces, Left nothing more then ashes.
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Mar 10, 2018
Mar 10, 2018 at 8:51 AM UTC
Good Souls