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//n for non-existent

I’m 30th of feb
Or 25th hour of a day.
I’m the unicorn with silver feathers.
I’m a melody that doesn’t bore you,
after infinite repetitions.
I’m the smell of rain,
before it kisses earth.
Or the whispers a tree does,
before meeting the wind.
I’m the light of moon
Or the coolth of sun.
I’m the opposite,
of everything that’s real.

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Now ,All the things seem not beautiful
Not dull,
Because if we all have to die one day,
All the dulness and beauty will fade with time
and submerge within soil like an ash,
But living souls having kind and
Mean heart,
Its upon you which one you will choose.

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We live in a world where
where we have to live apart
Not because love is a crime
But because of it is accepted with the
same caste,religion,or standard even
in modern era.

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So, I was going through my stories and last time this year, we had a lot of fun through my Worldrobe series.

Would you like to be a part of it again?

Let me know in the comments.

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Hello all,

It's the end of #Worldrobe series. Thank you for giving it your time and love and making it a success. Initially, I had to choose 5 best writers but after reading you all, I realized I can't since you all have created gems on such incredibly complicated themes. Instead, I've selected my favorite wordrobes for each word. It took me a while to go through all 203 of your wordrobes again for this exercise but I'm happy to say that I'm finally done. The list of my most favorite wordrobes for each word can be found in the caption.

Do spend time reading these wordrobes of your fellow writers and encourage them for such beautifully woven write-ups. You all have given me a hard time to choose but I have done so keeping in mind how closely these wordrobes depict the theme of these words.

One thing that I noticed was that as days went on and by the end of the series, you have all shown improvement in your writing skills during this one month. And I was completely amazed by such transformation. Congratulations to everyone on this.

So keep shining! Keep supporting!
And most importantly, keep writing!

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C for Carícia

In the nights like these
learn my body in a new way.
Close your eyes,
and let your fingers play.
Start from the forehead,
then trace my lips,
send shivers down my spine,
rest a little on my hips.
Be patient,
it's a long way down my legs,
go down, then up
till you reach my holy place
go in, explore
etch all kinds of shapes
and I'll weave you a lullaby
from my breaths
dancing at the tune of your fingertips.

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//r for rare

I’m the moonbow of a black sky.
The rain during autumn.
I’m the fulfilled wish in your prayers.
Or the surprise b’day party you get,
after turning 30.
I’m the passed smile of a stranger,
in a familiar city.
I’m the road trips you take,
with your two best friends.
I’m the last blank page of your notebook.
I’m that one message you get on festivals,
from someone who was, once, special.
I’m the carelessness you show in your attire,
while going out.
I’m not common,
also not ‘never happening’.

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Abuse. Torture.
Burn. Peel.
All that you can do.
Glowing. Pale.
Cracked. Coloured.
All it can be.

It's Here. There.
Everywhere on you.
They say that about God,
but He's mostly on the inside.

It has different shades and hues.
Like our thoughts, just more visible.
If only it said what we're on the inside too!

Black, and you're better as a slave.
Brown, and you're made for skilled labour.
Fairer, oh boy, you hit the jackpot.

So much for a colour, a tint, a hue.
Only if all of it were true.

Beneath all of it,
aren't we all kith and kin?

S for Skin

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M for Merak

I am whiff of the flowers
carrying hours of sweat
irrigating them into a full bloom.

(Read in the caption.)

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