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Lara Jean Covey & Peter Kavinsky : A Poetry

Shy, secretive & silent she was , You came in with some weird clause. It all started with her heartfelt letters, Who knew you’d fill her life with glitters.
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Alone (Part 2)

Tired of the mistreatment and tired with all of you, Maybe I’m the worst, I’m wrong and I’m the guilty too. Tired of defending myself and others in their absence, What’s the point when nobody values me even in my presence?
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Alone (Part 1)

To all my well-wishers and haters, you suddenly remember me? And say I forgot you, but didn’t you too forget me?
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Untitled

Life is never a cakewalk for all! Only a few are blessed to have a smooth life. For most of them, it’s always a rollercoaster ride! At times, we feel stuck.
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Vile

Nowadays I’m feeling so vile; Trying to mask up with a fake smile. Whenever the wind blew, Why did everything looks so blue?
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A Guide for Bad Days

When it feels like the, World is closing in, And your thoughts are. Rapidly swallowing your sanity,
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Photoshoot

Definitely, that is the very thing that they all say,” said the photographic artist, preparing.
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Anger to Ashes

It was summer but not an ordinary one, the gazelle was drinking water with fear in its eyes.
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I’ll silence my grief

The moon and I had lost each other on multiple occasions, I’ll silence my grief until you are pulling the stockings off my legs….
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Obsidian Rose

An empty street under a light; A obsidian rose in between crystals of snow white.
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A Floric Rendezvous.

Flowers are just like us. Short-lived. Exactly like its oxymoronic adjective. Short for its time, Lived for the hearts it eternalizes.
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The Balance Of Friendship

“Friendship” isn’t a word that you hear and not feel happy about , it’s something you rely on even without knowing.
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The happy swing.

You know that swing , That gives you berth to place yourself, Without the care of the world, To just sit there by yourself.
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The Monsoon Forest

A sudden gust of wind buffeted the trees , replacing the almost breathless stillness that had enveloped the land scarcely a minute ago.
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