Subhashree Biradalai   (¶..subhashree..¶)
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Joined 13 September 2020
22 JAN AT 11:47

It was definitely not hope what
I fell for,
It is definitely not how you see.

Captioned!

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21 JAN AT 21:45

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5 OCT 2020 AT 14:40

इस दिल की खूबसूरती नज़र ना आयी किसीको;
पर उसने समझा, और दिल को सुन्हेरा बना दिया ।।
लगता था बस जान पहचान का रिस्ता है,,
पर मेरे दीदी के प्यार ने उसे गहरा बना दिया...।।
लिखने को कुछ नही मेरे पास, उसके लिए
एक अंजान नहीं, बेहेन बन गयी थी जीसके लिए..

वो जो दूर होके भी पास है
वो जो मेरे लिए बहुत ही खास है
बेहेन है वो मेरी माँ जैसी
उसका वो प्यार ही अपनेपन का एहसास है।।..

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14 JAN 2022 AT 21:36

sleeping behind the moon,
transparent membrane fluttered
a grand eyelid blinked .

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12 JAN 2022 AT 19:58

●Circles●
As old and pure as time itself
the line arcs round into a loop
circles round to meet itself,
it curves into a hoop;
the most perfect form
the most efficient rendering
nature's laws produce
a simple line unending !
raindrops hits water
and circles take form,
those circles collide
and new circles are born,
moons around the planet
planets around the sun,
the universe seems circular
that's how it begun.
physics has explained it
with formulas and scribbles,
mathematicians prefer to use
hieroglyphic symbols,
mystics have described it
as an unexplained riddle,
the end is the beginning
and the rest is in the middle.

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25 OCT 2021 AT 11:05

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24 OCT 2021 AT 20:52

The intangible image of her,That sweetens the mephitic
And frees the ones from cage !
Being in an inerrable reality,
Alluding her in each breathe,he
Looks for her indelible charm that amaze.

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24 OCT 2021 AT 12:38

Inly the red frock,
when the wind goes mad,
it sees a soul standing as a tree,
a 'she' with her lenity shade.

In a darkling eve,
she ran into the hills and dingle,
with a fidus achates of her
the butterflies !
stretching towards the
evanescent firmament,
she hears to the humming bees,
and the eagle up there that cries.

The evening breeze,Brings
sounds flowing in it from a tick to a roar,
trying to catch them in joy
as if assembling sugar dust into her ichor.

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23 OCT 2021 AT 21:55

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Eating dulcified dolour,
Unable to swallow, prohibited to spit
It's named life,that re-hits !

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22 OCT 2021 AT 20:34

And at the end humans would consider,
The brightest ones in the sky,
The one they loved the most
And I ? A Colt ,
Would be left unseen,
Shining at my own corner in the space.

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