Mushroom pullav

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mushrooms are
little blessings.

they come out,
out of nowhere;

they can be food;
if only we know,
which are edible
and not.

just like people,
who can be
friends;

if only we tried
to know, what's
beyond the facade.

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Struggles seek home
Like a traveller surviving on
A pouch of cereals.
Having trudged
Under the scorching sun
Along a belt of dunes
He prays for a mushroom
To duck under, tonight.

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I can't tell if this is madness
Or it makes sense.
Which is logic
And which is emotion.
Are you really standing next to me
A stranger,
A friend,
With no legs left to stand on.

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I need to talk
To myself
To say
It is okay
To fall and
Cry.
But I am sleeping, and
Not listening to myself✨

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..everyone has lost their common sense,
And,
I am supposed to understand their point of view.

Silly they.

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I am mushroom
of verdant woods-
echoing in rustles,
avian cacophony
and chiaroscuro moods
of shadows,

a stool for toads
painted in freckles
and smiles by sunshine,
tears sprinkled
by dewdrops...

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Fantasy
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Flying mystical beings in the sky,
Its appearance seem out of reach,
Closer to this castle kingdom,
River and shore are enemies,
Luckily they are separated both,
With a wall as a border,
Afar from here lies a majestic form of forest,
Orc and elf under one roof living peacefully,
Occasionally both will wage war,
Towards our kingdom for land,
Even so our warlords fought countless times,
To add some excitement in this era,
A rumour about a human witch,
Called Corona


*writing pause/cancel
*brain not working

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Why did the mushroom go to the party?

Because he was a fungi to be with!

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ଋଗ୍ଡ଼ା ବିହିଡ଼େନ୍ ପୁଆଲ୍ ଛତିର୍ ସୁଆଦ୍ ବର୍ଷା କେ ହିଁ ଜନା
ଅଟାଇମିୟା ଛତି ସବୁ ଖାଏବାର୍ କେ ମନା
ଯେ ପାଏବ ବାଁଟି ଖାଏବ
ନାହେଲେ ତୁନେଁ ଚାଁଟି ଖାଏବ
କମ୍ ହେଲେ ବି ମନ୍ ନାଇଁ କର ଊନା
ଆଲୁ ଉଇଲ୍ ଲେସୁନ୍ ସାଂଗେ ଅଛେ ଚାଉଲ୍ ଚୂନା

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