QUOTES ON #HOMOPHONES

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22 MAY 2017 AT 0:13

Here's an excerpt from a ladybug,
Who lost her wings in a stormy tug,
She was tossed out, out of her crews,
She wailed and went on a wingless cruise,
The stomping beats of the human feet,
Terrified her, throughout her feat,
Her tiny legs quivered on the tarred plain,
She gawked at the sky, at a riotous plane,
A small shadow, caught her sight,
As she stared at a dandelion in flight,
The winds gushed in a wavy way,
Dandelion danced in a helpless stray,
She hurried and tugged at the leaf,
To free the dandelion from its grief,
And hence began their romantic days,
Leaving her crews in a jealous haze,
And hence began a complex love story,
A wingless ladybug with a floral glory.

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2 JUN 2018 AT 22:44

Change ROUTE, not ROOT

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12 SEP 2020 AT 12:18

If everything was just the 'same',
then she shouldn't have walked with 'shame'.

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26 JUN 2017 AT 0:54

As I was walking down the lane,
Scattered visions muddled up my brain..
Here was a dog sniffing a clogged drain,
Hoping for something he would never obtain...
There a girl staring at others in pain,
While her tears rolled down the window pane...
In the corner a confused soul crying in vain,
Disowned and tired of trying to explain.....
As I walked past them drenching in the rain,
Despair came roaring like a hurricane...
In a world where hypocrisy and cruelty reign,
I prayed for them to smile once again............

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28 SEP 2019 AT 20:44

Stimulus;
Prescribed by the brain
Proscribed for the heart...

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30 SEP 2019 AT 0:22

Accept its rules, lest
It might just Except you!

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28 SEP 2019 AT 21:16

Feeling causing raise of disbelief,
Barring rays of truth...

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26 JUN 2017 AT 11:16

the blue deep sea,
to which the sun adds beauty
the constant waves crashing
the shore ;
Isn't it a panaromic view ?
that feeling though, when
my bare feets got buried in the sand,
what a bliss !
the more I see it
the more I long for !

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11 JUL 2019 AT 21:40

We 'feel' the void as we 'fill' it!

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30 JUN 2017 AT 19:01

As her mouth bled, to the rhythm of the words she read,
A certain wander, in ancient scars,
Paced through the meadow, all clad in red.

He manoeuvred through the deepest gorges,
Cut his way through the tallest reeds.
Moved, yet un-aghast,
The subject here relentlessly reads.

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