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  • bigyanmainali (25)in #poetry • 8 years ago
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    i am me

    Do you know me? I am the pain hidden in the throne. I am love hidden in the rose. I am hemlock swallowed by fools. I am elixirs, known by wise. Don’t eager: dealing with…
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    • bigyanmainali (25)in #story • 8 years ago
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      The Sold Beauty

      The Beautiful lady in the reddish moron kurtha standing near the edge of the Bus Station starring to each individual with the eyes of an emotional virtue of mercy and desire of…
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      • bigyanmainali (25)in #philosophical • 8 years ago
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        wanderer thirst

        The existence of my life in this world really tender my mind into something vigorous insanity. The unclear sight i see the silent sound i listen the unknown beauty i mesmerized.…
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        • bigyanmainali (25)in #philosophical • 8 years ago
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          Illusion of illusion

          The words design the maze The maze seems to be jungle With the fruits of pleasure, joy, and delight Though, the depth is agony. Believe nothing Devoid, yourself, from the…
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          • bigyanmainali (25)in #life • 8 years ago
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            Wanderer Thirst

            Who, here, wants to live in the dungeon? Life without the reason Casting heart of treason Cold filled than mid-winter It’s the venture always going on. Who, the one, want…
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