abysmaldukh
abysmaldukh
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abysmaldukh · 2 months ago
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I am beyond the fleeting moments I once created for myself, and beyond the people who left without saying a word.
I will not sabotage what comes my way, good or bad.
I will take my chance at life, Papa.
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abysmaldukh · 1 year ago
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I can't run behind people anymore, you do you.
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abysmaldukh · 1 year ago
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abysmaldukh · 1 year ago
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abysmaldukh · 1 year ago
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tell me that my anxiety feels like little sparrows lurking on your chest;
that my love for you feels like one long tiring poem that just doesn't seem to end-
that the spilled tea & milk biscuits on my bedside table reminds you of someone who overthinks to sea lengths; but still cries herself to sleep.
dear you, tell me that my mother had a face sadder than mine, but I stand a better chance at happiness
that people like you and I never survive together, we only exist in our entirety till everything around just stops making any sense.
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abysmaldukh · 1 year ago
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as i write this, the sound of rain has clouded the music playing in front of me. the sound of rain that sounds like your payal, the one you refuse to ever take off, under your jeans and with your dresses, you run free under the july skies. my favourite sound, my favourite view.
you're the cup of chai on a baarish wala din, the cup that always burns my tongue, but i chuckle and sip it anyways. like the rain that pours from monday to sunday, the rain that i secretly enjoy as i get drenched while going to college.
winters turned into summer waiting for you, and now rain will become december mornings when you come back again. something about you and the mogra in your hair makes me want to pray. pray more than twice a day for december to never end. for you to never ever take those flowers and those payals off. maybe, it was never about god and always about you. maybe you're the god i pray to, and pray for.
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abysmaldukh · 2 years ago
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abysmaldukh · 2 years ago
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The Indian Museum
//Kolkata 2023
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abysmaldukh · 2 years ago
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Here are some shot by me :)
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Sky ✨
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abysmaldukh · 2 years ago
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Rulaigi kya? 😭
this is @abysmaldukh appreciation post
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abysmaldukh · 2 years ago
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escapism is therapy.
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abysmaldukh · 2 years ago
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forehead kisses, flowers, and a cup of tea before bed!! send to five of your mutuals to spread the joy <3
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Thank youu, ye lo mere taraf se ek pic
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abysmaldukh · 2 years ago
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हम भी रह गए बेज़ुबान
जब सारे ग़म ही बन गए
अनक��े अफ़साने
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abysmaldukh · 2 years ago
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Chand ka tukda kho gaya...
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abysmaldukh · 2 years ago
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*Hug* hope you're doing okay
Heyy, thanks for asking, I'm better than before. I have exams, so struggling through them right now. How are you?
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abysmaldukh · 2 years ago
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Are you going to Scarborough Fair?
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abysmaldukh · 2 years ago
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Mother always said that women who laugh with their mouths open are the wildest ones;
the ones that have tasted better parts of the sky;
the ones who've whispered sweet nothings to men with big dreamy eyes- the ones who've callously spilled spirits on themselves and not felt a thing;
the ones who believe in genies and god and magic and stars and that dead people don't become one;
they are freer than god himself : the ones who seek truth more than anything in this world- who'll quietly observe and explore the nooks of your existence and take you in wholeheartedly.
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