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Recherché The darkness incites me more than the bright excites me The greens of jealousy The blues of despair The mysteries of the past The clues of the future The snakes of the forests The fiends of the deserts Painted in the hues of black Tainted with the stains of blood Veiled from the fake of moon Open to the wake of doom You'll be haunted by the hunger Of the waiting queues of the spirits You'll be no more an actor in the world But the master in your own hell They burn skins,but save lives They worship Venus,but slap wives For rights of the humane Is a myth of the mundane The banners of today are made of temporary clay And the shackles of restraints have the heat of May. If only they didn't believe in slashing off their wings While the bells of mourn and lyres of lament softly in the distance sing. ▪ ▪ ▪ #poetry #poetsofinstagram #blogger #blogs #wordpress #darkness #women #empowerment #humanrights #writersofinstagram #writingprompts #writesofinstagram #writerscommunity #poemsofinstagram #poemsporn_ #poetryporn #indian #woman #society #mythology #excite #sing #gloomy #black #teengirl #teensoles #passion #passionista #poetryofinstagram #world ❣ PS. Also leave a comment on the blog.Link in bio. Recherché refers to a rare or obscure idea and which sit perfect for these lines of mine. For this was my take on on the darkness human rights and the world in general is creeping into and how rare, normal and basic amenities have become. https://www.instagram.com/p/Bxp_Ha5pp-V/?igshid=11ut99zuwugbp

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ILLUSION We leave behind us the echoes of glee He feels more alive with a panda like me I did never expect this out of the gram generation To give me the protagonist of my favorite illusion. . . GO READ A GLIMPSE OF MY FAVORITE ILLUSION ON MY BLOG.LINK IN @sanjalibrahma BIO. . . . #indianblog #inspirational #writingprompts #writerscommunity #writingsociety #writing #writersofinstagram #poeticjustice #poemsofinsta #poemsofinstagram #poems #poem #poetryporn #poetry #bloggers #blogger #bloggerstyle #lifequotes #white #black #writersofinstagram #editing #photography #hope #inspirational #loveyourself #dream #broken #life #goeson #survive #infatuation #teen #woman #everydaylook 🖤❤💛🖤 https://www.instagram.com/p/BxaCb5vpFTK/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1fep2iubtzdu3

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And there are a lot of cool chics out there! . . . . . . . #glee #enemies #contrast #memories #humanteddy #throwback #taylorswift PS.The contrasts in these pictures talk so loud of our actual personalities. 🐼🖤 https://www.instagram.com/p/BxXemXPp5Qt/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=166qwgsn8pdx4

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If a man talks shit then I owe him nothing. (at Amusement Park,Jamshedpur) https://www.instagram.com/p/BxSfQQ8p4Od/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=12z4a0nz804tz

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Today she threw a fight again Held his throat and drowned him in pain For she was a mistake from his past Who wants but forever to last. She needs to know that he hates her But those words he shall never utter For she's a woman who is ruining him 'Coz a man like him is always a whim. His spectacled eyes hide so much to read Crossing the rivers today, I learnt his need For he resembles me in so many ways But the sky above tears our gaze. She's crying for him,she's whining for him Desperate for attention,love is a loner's rim For he's now scared to leave 'Coz she talks of death on such an eave. She's bound him by shackles On his fear can you hear her cackles For he misses the freedom he once had Before all of this,when he was a young lad. Her tears are that of a crocodile But her wishes are that of the aisle For she thinks she owns his existence Unknown is she of his source of persistence. I am his escape, who's made exactly in his shape. I am his freedom, which he kisses very seldom. I am his friend, in who's company he'll blend. I am the woman made for him, if only our kismet weren't so dim. On a starry night,under the black blue sky I'd love up to him snuggle, if only,if only, he wasn't in her puddle. -Sanjali Brahma . . . #poetsofinstagram #poems #poetsofinstagram #writingsociety #write #poetryofinstagram #writersofinstagram #love #challenge #starrynight #she #me #blogger #writers #poemsporn #igpoem #writingcommunityofig #lifestories #philosophy #snuggles #want #today #writingfit #blogging #creative #art #hopeless #pessimistic #encouragement #poetry #islife https://www.instagram.com/p/BxBB6XtJUy4/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=dxeflevbqix0

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SURREAL The I in me cried today and the music of my heart fastened a bit. I think my soul drifted away and the zeal in me threw a fit.

The soft breeze was now a storm and the calm in me was somewhere lost. I think my cold hands needed a warm and the corpse in me thawed in frost.

The wicked tress dropped leaves on me and the sky overhead cried in dark. I think the bright I missed to see and the peace in me was a sad little lark.

She’s all I miss but not his kiss He was real but she, surreal The tears were shed in the colour of red I am in pieces and now the mirror teases I forgot myself on society’s shelf

For I think I don’t recognize myself as I lay there forever on society’s shelf.

-Sanjali Brahma ▪ ▪ ▪ #poems #creation #poemsofinstagram #poetsofinstagram #poetry #poetrycommunity #poetryporn #writersofinstagram #writingprompts#philosophy #life#perspective #writingsociety #writing #blogger #igpoem #poemsporn #myself #dark #surrealism #lost #pieces #ofgrey #love @writers

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WHIMS Lure me into the dark,for the brightness I cannot stand Take me to the devils my love,for the angels not I want. An evil spell was cast and through which now I'm past Adore me enough my love,so I could live like a peaceful dove. Let me forget the hurdles I faced and guide me to the tomorrow Allow me to make a wish my love,and I'll take away all of your sorrow. Afraid of the shadows I am,but what scares me the most is the mirror Keep me close to your soul my love, for losing you is my biggest horror. To touch the skies I always wanted, thought of it as my aim in life Little did I know my love, on my path to success society would be the knife. Be my knight in a shining armour, for all they expect are lies with glamour Don't let them win over you my love, for hostility is all they harbour. The wind will my hair blow,by my side will the river flow Calm the storm in me my love,for all you need is to take things slow. My feet are tired and my arms are wanting, The lust is ceasing and the love is panting. As the sun today sets in the horizon, the hues of grief gather me in an embrace Hold my hand,look into my eyes my love and be the key to my eternal solace. -Sanjali Brahma 🖤 ❄ ❄ ❄ #instagramwriters #writersofinstagram #writerscommunity#writersofig#writingprompts#writing#bloggerstyle #bloggers #bloggersofinstagram #poetry #poemsofinstagram #poemsporn #poetrycommunity #poets #poemprompt #darkness #love #creativity #makeup https://www.instagram.com/p/Bw7DpCbpAYT/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1t72e0eelfu81

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Mrs Soma Chakraborty which seems to be her name,is clearly posing there in a "short dress" in order to encourage rape.This woman represents so many of the people out there. And @instagram decided to delete @sunkissedshitzu 's post of the same video and I'm not even trying to think of the reasons.I'm not shocked when women still feel unsafe in their own houses because the society is formed by families and when even one family member has the same sick mentality of this ladylike creature judgements and rape culture oozes out. @sunkissedshitzu you have the ™ to this picture. . . . #wakeup #speakup #timesup #comeout #femalebashing #fuckchauvinism #indiatoday #women #rapeculture #victimized #instagramisfuckedup #feministsbetalking #thiswoman #issurelyafeminist #disgusted https://www.instagram.com/p/Bw6G4UiJ2wQ/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=dmm5obznv437

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He is different. He is special. He is the reason why I'm smiling during a dark phase.He is the secret to my bright face on this gloomy day. He isn't anything normal.He defines SPECIAL.He is witty and carefree but loving and observant at the same time. Our bond doesn't carry a tag. For he was a fling who turned into company and an orangutan who turned to a teddy bear. PS I'm not even starting to estimate the no. of ppl in my dms who gonna ask if this was for them 😂 😂 😂 #instagram #writersofinstagram #writingcommunity #writeups #loveme #me #loveyourself #shortwritings #water #indian #ethnic #ikimfatlol #embraceyourself #blogger #blog #blue #fling #lol ❤🐻❤ https://www.instagram.com/p/BwwZm6CJwkn/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=aoqklhbnyweq

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I like ME! cuz i started liking my Chubiness....#nomorebodyshaming you guys r lookin all so pretty ❤

In honour of ME! being released (and being an absolute banger) reblog with a selfie and say one thing you like about yourself! ♡ Taylor seemed to love the gorgeous one so it would be cute to do another!

I used to hate them but Taylor made me love my natural curls!

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Ik I don't have girly feet.Lol. There's new stuff on the blog. Link in bio. . . . #instagramwriters #writersofinstagram #write #blogger #blog #photography #nailfetish #love #hooked #creation #tan (at Dwarka, Delhi) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bwo288uJaVa/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=htigvbqq6guu

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@taylorswift i lovee u sooo muchhhh

Taylor’s Instagram Story (April 21st 2019)

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Don't ever ask me the number of filters I use on any of my pictures. I'm gonna define white lies. 😌 (at Greater Kailash I - South Delhi) https://www.instagram.com/p/BwhwqSdp5sv/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=10i91hwmao4wy

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Pseudopdia

Don't come back to me if you left me once

Don't blame me if you were the one who cheated

Don't expect attention if you broke me on intention

Dont like me for my humor if you cannot see the scars it hides

Don't compliment my bra if tou cannot see my missing brow

Don't ask me questions if you became one for me

Don't expect lust after you've experienced wanderlust

Don't save my contact name as bitch for I'm no more that to you

Don't try to speak lies for they're whiter than your teeth(that smile won me)

Don't text me if you ignored me for two months

Don't ever come back to me if you abandoned me once.

But of course the inner me still expects you. This poem is just a way of telling this online guy I met, that I did wait for u. You had a fucking spark. Pseudopdia, I miss u mofo.

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WHAT OTHERS DO IN THE MORN AND WHAT I DO. BTW I STARTED USING A PINK AND PEACH LOOFAH. LOL😂 @taylorswift

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If I was granted one last wish before dying it would be meeting @taylorswift . 4.26 is gonna release the first look and name of her next album and I’m 232%sure. #ts7 and her posts have got us on the edge. @maylovestaylor13 @maylovestay I love u for giving me the definition of #queen and introducing me to the fandom . TAYLORR I LOVEE YOU❤ 🦋💛💕💙🦋 #taylorswift #ts7theories #ts7iscoming https://www.instagram.com/p/BwUJJqWJ42z/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1lh1ae8hp05x7

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She's 17.

Today she's 17 and she's growing.

Today marks the 17th year of her existence

Born as a star, today what makes her stand out was a scar

A scar that society sees her with,

A scar society adorned her with.

This scar isn't visible to the naked eyes.

You need to see through her, right into her soul

For only then shall you have a look at the real her

All you need to do is break those walls which guard her soul

For that soul is marred with bruises.

Bold as she is, the world never liked honesty, did it?

Today marks the 17th year of her persistence

A broken heart,smeared mascara, eaten up lip gloss and bitten nails,

Too real for this world, makeup wasn't made for her.

For natural beauty was what she was blessed with.

Her eyes weren't the ones which closed for angels

Vampires intrigued her more than unicorns.

For she was a traveller going through that tunnel of darkness with the hope of the 17th heaven.

Self confident as she is, the world always terms it narcissism doesn't it?

-A 17 year old; Sanjali Brahma