YQ?

Yes, YourQuote —
"A space that supports to explore
the gentleness in the leaves;
A home that silently gives the chance to keep
the gentleness alive like a leaf."





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I was maybe the hue or was the shade of twilight
who taught you the Fatherly Consideration,
probably,
the waves that approached us
during the conversation and while we walked around
were the shower to our selflessness.








You were the shade of dusk,
who taught me the Motherly Solicitude,
probably,
the sounds of waves were our love frequency.

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Some writings, thoughts or artistic approaches aren't only felt, heard, expressed or written, they are also a nutrition that aides the starvation of morality to reach an individual for the places —
places their life called for.

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"Did a heart say hello from heartbeat to fortitude?"
Questions and wonders, the Rakhi that's kept ready on a Brass plate with Vermilion, waiting to stay with a knot of love and with a knot of power.

"Did a heart say hello from heartbeat to optimism?"
Questions and wonders, the Aarti Thali and Diyas, waiting to be lighted by the hands with promises, hands of promises to enlighten the eternality of a bond and blood relationship.

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(पूर्ण लेखन अनुशीर्षक में )

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my Ring associates with the Celtic Mandala Art, you create;
my Nose-Nath associates with Alapadma Hasta Mudra, you express.

Since, I have loved you for a long time,
my trusted people perceive your avocation —
avocation projected from and in my accessories,
like I described these lines and made you know this viewpoint.

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To
my


Enchanted Muse

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They were and are the warmth
like Banarasi Cotton Saree
in the absence of my Mom,
They were and are the clear vision accompanying my dreams
like Metal Frame Lenses
in the absence of my Dad .

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With these incentive beings
eventually we reunited,
From a sign of the divine call
to the day
we kept our bare feet towards Dharmasthala
And from wishlist
to the day
you adorned me with Dahlias, adjusting my Saree pleats.







At the most ,maybe in our last thoughts,
we are the radiance of self love to each other,
keeping the harmonious wisdom
enfolded with Kodak moments.

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we are honey bees, saved from the traps of attractive flower.
In a parallel universe,
we believe in the wings we took care of, in us —
Portraying pride and fame in the form of Music;
In a parallel universe,
dawn cherished the ambience and witnessed our first kiss on Tuesday —
Admiring the claw clip I maintained and Pokemon cards you maintained;
In a parallel universe,
the wooden bridge became the first heaven to our journey —
Without the tick tock sound of clock and without resounds of Angelus bells or Dhol-Shehnai.

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