Her flickering friendship with the streets
And the juicy nectors of grapes sweet
Her burgundy hair matched the color
On lips she wore a tint darker though
Kohl that polluted her eyes with hue
Her heels piercing concrete
Tapping on desires offbeat
Leather corset plunges-
I can feel a
Butterfly
Flying inside
Your nets..
Let me taste
The honey
Dripping down
From nest..
My lips are craving
To meet yours
Alluring aroma
Yet I love your wet
Doors..!!
My tongue keep
Drooling to taste
Your pink lure..
Let my desires
Collides..
Over your curvy
Thighs...
Night may shed
Morning will lie...
Your aroma is
Eternal...
Like the lust
of mine..-
We are always Trapped in a Net.
A Huge Stack of Nets one upon the other.
The Moment we Think that:
We are finally Out of the Last Net,
We realise that:
There is yet another Net to Tear.
~Sanchari-
"Writers" are the fishes.
"Baba' is the fisherman.
"Word of the day" is the net.-
Net aur heartbit ak chiz lagti hai aj kal
Sarkar ne net off kar diya to lag raha hai saansein chhut gayi hai-
ये भी करके देखिये,
वो भी करके देखिये,
हसीन है ये हालात,
इसके मज़े भी देखिये,,
किताबों को ओ! जनाब,
थोड़ा गौर कर देखिये,,
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Oo mere hotspot, jra pas to aa ,
Yu mujhse dur na ja,
Jra mere pas aakr mera net to chla...
😁🤣😂-
Ab mein kya btau aap ko apni bebasi ka hal
Net mra khtm h.... Blnc bharane wala koi nhi h maldar😢-
Hindi medium Vs English medium
आप क्या देखती हो जी tv पर,सारा दिन निकलती ही नही हो?
मैं नेट जिओ देखती हूं, भाभी जी।
अच्छा,बहुत अच्छा है।
मैं भी आजकल जीओ के नेट पर ही सब देख लेती हूं।
हॉटस्टार पर।।
😂😂😂😂😂😂
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